Possessive CEO: The Divorce That Never Was

When Rong Ci arrived at the airport in Country A, it was already past nine o'clock and the flight was late.Today was her birthday.When she turned on her phone, she received a flurry of birthday wishes, all from colleagues and friends. However, there was not a single message from Feng Tingshen. Rong Ci's smile faded.It was past ten o'clock at night when she reached the villa. When Aunt Liu saw her, she was taken aback for a moment. "Madam, you... why have you come?""Where are Tingshen and Xinxin?""Sir hasn't returned yet, and Miss is playing in her room."Rong Ci handed her luggage to Aunt Liu. As she went upstairs, she saw her daughter in small pajamas, sitting intently at a small table, fiddling with something. She was so engrossed that she didn't even notice someone entering the room."Xinxin?"Feng Jingxin heard her and turned around, happily shouting, "Mom!" Then, she immediately turned back to what she was doing.Rong Ci went over and hugged her. But as soon as she kissed her, she was pushed away. "Mom, I'm still busy."Rong Ci hadn't seen her daughter for two months and missed her dearly. She couldn't get enough of kissing her and also yearned to talk with her. Seeing how focused her daughter was, she didn't want to dampen her mood. "Are you making a seashell necklace, Xinxin?""Yeah!" At this, Feng Jingxin's interest was clearly piqued. "It's Aunt Wuwu's birthday in a week. This is the birthday present Dad and I prepared for her! These seashells were carefully polished by Dad and me with tools. Aren't they beautiful?"Rong Ci's throat tightened. Before she could say anything, she heard her daughter, still with her back to Rong Ci, happily say, "Dad also customized other gifts for Aunt Wuwu. Tomorrow—"Rong Ci's heart constricted, and she couldn't hold back any longer. "Xinxin... do you remember Mom's birthday?""Huh? What?" Feng Jingxin looked up at her, then immediately looked down at the beads in her hand and complained, "Mom, don't talk to me. The order of the beads is all messed up—"Rong Ci let go of her hands holding her daughter and said nothing more. She stood there for a long time. Seeing that her daughter didn't look up at her even once, Rong Ci pursed her lips and finally left the room without a word.When Aunt Liu saw her, she said, "Madam, I just called Sir. He said he has something to do tonight and asked you to rest first.""I see."Rong Ci replied. Thinking of what her daughter had just said, she paused and dialed Feng Tingshen's number. It took a while for him to answer the phone, and his voice was very cold. "I'm still busy. We'll talk tomorrow—""Tingshen, who is it so late?"It was Lin Wu's voice. Rong Ci clenched her phone tightly."Nothing."Before Rong Ci could say anything, Feng Tingshen had already hung up the phone. They hadn't seen each other for two or three months. It was so hard for her to come to Country A, yet he didn't even come back home to see her. And for just a phone call, he didn't even have the patience to listen to her...After being married for so many years, he had always been like this, cold, distant, and impatient. She was actually used to it. If it were in the past, she would definitely call him again and patiently ask him where he was and if he could come back. Today, perhaps because she was too tired, she suddenly didn't have the inclination to do so.The next day when she woke up, after some thought, she still called Feng Tingshen. There was a time difference of seventeen or eighteen hours between Country A and their home country. In Country A, today was her birthday. This time she came to Country A. Besides really longing to see her daughter and Feng Tingshen, she hoped that the three of them could have a nice meal together on this special day. This was her birthday wish for this year.Feng Tingshen didn't answer the phone. It was a long time later that a message came.[What's up?]Rong Ci: [Do you have time at noon? Bring Xinxin, and the three of us can have a meal together?][Got it. Let me know when the address is set.]Rong Ci: [Okay.]After that, there was no more news from Feng Tingshen. He didn't remember that today was her birthday. Although Rong Ci had mentally prepared herself, she still couldn't help feeling disappointed.After washing up and getting ready to go downstairs, she heard the voices of her daughter and Aunt Liu downstairs."Are you not happy that Madam is here, Miss?""Dad and I have already promised to go to the beach with Aunt Wuwu tomorrow. Mom came suddenly. If she comes with us, it will be so awkward.""And Mom is so mean. She always yells at Aunt Wuwu—""Miss, Madam is your mother. You can't say such things. It will hurt Madam's feelings, you know?""I know, but Dad and I both like Aunt Wuwu more. Can't I make Aunt Wuwu my mom?""..."Rong Ci couldn't hear clearly what Aunt Liu said next. She had raised her daughter single - handedly. In the past two years, the father - daughter pair had spent more time together, and her daughter became more attached to Feng Tingshen. Last year, when Feng Tingshen came to Country A to expand the market, her daughter insisted on coming along. She was reluctant; of course, she hoped her daughter could stay by her side. But she couldn't bear to see her daughter sad, so she agreed. She never expected...Rong Ci seemed to be frozen in place, standing there with a deathly pale face, not moving for a long time. She had pushed aside her work to come to Country A, also wanting to spend more time with her daughter. Now it seemed that there was no need for that.Rong Ci went back to her room and put the gifts she brought from home back into the suitcase. After a while, Aunt Liu called and said she took the child out to play and asked Rong Ci to contact her if she needed anything.Rong Ci sat on the bed, feeling empty and lost. She had rushed over, leaving her work behind, but no one really needed her. Her arrival was like a joke.After a long time, she went out. She wandered aimlessly in this strange yet familiar country. As it was approaching noon, she remembered that she had made an appointment with Feng Tingshen to have lunch together. Thinking of what she heard in the morning, just as she was hesitating whether to go home and pick up her daughter, she suddenly received a message from Feng Tingshen.[I have something important at noon. Lunch is canceled.]Rong Ci looked at it and wasn't the least bit surprised. Because she was already used to it. In Feng Tingshen's heart, whether it was work or a gathering with friends... anyway, everything was more important than his wife. He always canceled the arrangements he made with her at will, never considering her feelings.Was she disappointed? Maybe in the past. Now she was numb and couldn't feel it anymore. Rong Ci was even more confused. She had come here full of excitement, but whether it was from her husband or her daughter, all she got was cold treatment.Unconsciously, she suddenly drove to a restaurant she had been to many times with Feng Tingshen before. Just as she was about to go in, she saw Feng Tingshen, Lin Wu, and Feng Jingxin all in the restaurant. Lin Wu was sitting affectionately on the same side as her daughter. She was talking to Feng Tingshen while teasing her daughter. Her daughter was happily swinging her legs, playing around with Lin Wu, and leaning over to eat the pastry that Lin Wu had bitten. Feng Tingshen was smiling and picking up food for the two of them, but his eyes were always on Lin Wu across from him, as if she was the only one in his eyes.This was what Feng Tingshen called something important. This was also the daughter she had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy, almost losing her life. Rong Ci smiled. She stood there and watched. After a while, she withdrew her gaze and turned to leave.Back at the villa, Rong Ci prepared a divorce agreement. He was her dream since her teenage years, but he had never seen her. If it hadn't been for the accident that night and the pressure from the old man, he wouldn't have married her at all. In the past, she naively thought that as long as she tried hard, there would definitely be a day when he would notice her. But the truth slapped her hard in the face.Nearly seven years had passed. It was time for her to wake up.She put the divorce agreement in an envelope, told Aunt Liu to hand it to Feng Tingshen, then dragged her suitcase to the car and told the driver, "Go to the airport."