Read Chapter 1641 – 1642 of the novel His Vengeful Ex-Wife (Translated Version, Tang Jing Character) free.
Chapter 1641 is not a hotel, it is our home.
When Christian heard Ameli Su talking like this, he instinctively added, “Farewell, I don’t care about your money?” Ameli Su laughed mockingly, too.
Is Christian a person short of money? “What do you want me to do?” Ameli Su turned his face away, “How long are you going to stay here?” Christian seriously put his arms on half of his face and started thinking about this question, the morning sun. On half of his face, the sun plated his outline with gold.
The man’s delicate face looked like a manga at the moment, with a tall nose and thin lips.
Telling how much he is apostate.
He didn’t answer Ameli Su first, instead he threw the question back to her, “How long are you going to stay here? Give me the money? Didn’t you recognize where this is?” Ameli Su was stunned. Maybe this place hasn’t been back for too long, and the decoration was so expensive that she thought it was in a hotel in the first reaction… Besides, where else could it be? She woke up in the hotel the next day when she was drunk.
This was human habitual thinking…
Christian saw a blank expression on Ameli Su’s face. Coughing and coughing his throat, he said, “It’s normal if you can’t recognize it.
After all, this side has been renovated before and the floor heating has been newly laid.”
Redecoration? “But the overall location and layout of the room have not changed.”
Christian sat up from the bed, “Ameli Su, this is not a hotel, this is our home.”
Our home.
Ameli Su felt a violent turbulence in her heart.
She took a breath and looked out incredulously.
The sun was shining outside, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were a piece of green grass.
Then she moved her gaze inside – she trembled, “This My father bought the house for me…”
“To be precise, it is mine now.”
Christian said casually, “I asked Uncle Marven Su to buy this place.”
Ameli Su opened his eyes wide, “Why do you want this? Do—” “I hate this place.”
At this moment, Christian’s white face didn’t have a trace of extra expression.
He seemed to be telling something that had nothing to do with him.
He spoke like a passerby and didn’t care. “The years I spent with you, high school cohabitation, were all here.”
“So I hate this place.”
Cohabiting day after day, calling and hurting day after day, her bottomless retreat indulged his limitless violence.
He became more and more ruthless, more and more numb and ruthless.
He remembered every corner of this house.
Her shadow, as well as the slender white neck where the hair fell when she bent down.
His impulses and desires, his rage and hatred, covered her soft and delicate skin and flowed inch by inch, shocking the rich and complex chemical reaction.
This room is the place he can’t control the most.
The painting is a prison.
In her high school days, she saw her amazing whiteness in the shadows, and wanted to enter her body countless times. Whether it is his teeth, his hands, or his other dirty organs, they must be firmly bonded with her flesh and blood adhesive, and tearing apart is a cramp.
Christian took a deep breath, and the long memories deepened his eyes. “But you are gone, people go to the building.”
Until that moment, he didn’t know that it was him who was kept in captivity. Without her, he would never see anyone else in his dream.
He hated that he bought this place and demolished everything and redecorated it.
He never wanted to see any traces of her existence, but who knows, the more you cover up like this, the more shockingly he remembers – in the middle of the night, remembering her once How fragile and sweet.
Chapter 1642 love and hate, exchange each other.
Everyone thought that Ameli Su’s usual posture was innocent and weak. Only he knew the crazy cunning of her mouth when she was forced to the end and the happiness of self-destruction.
Christian always feels that he can forget that there are so many women of all kinds in the world, especially people of his identity, and there must be many beauties who can come into contact with them. Wouldn’t it be easy to forget a Ameli Su? However, for so many years, he will always have a pair of gray-green eyes in his dreams.
It turned out that it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
It was not because of the identity recognition that “Ameli Su is Sarah An’s daughter”, but Ameli Su’s desperate struggle and finally succumbed to despair and succumbed to despair-deep love With desperate eyes.
Christian stretched out his hand and gently touched Ameli Su’s hair, feeling that Ameli Su’s body dodge a little bit, the man curled his lips and smiled, his eyes were still cold, “Afraid of me?” Ameli Su smiled more ironically.
I’m terribly scared.”
Who is not afraid.
Christian is a person who can sacrifice his life casually.
He doesn’t even care about his life and the power and money he possesses, so he is more cold and unfeeling than others. “Why didn’t you be afraid of living with me back then?” Christian stepped forward and held Ameli Su’s shoulders, leaning forward, and the two faces were close together, breathing intersected, their eyes were each other’s faces.
There is nothing more famous in the world than this.
Ameli Su admitted that her heart was beating uncontrollably.
It might be because the face in front of her was as amazing as ever, or her heart hadn’t died completely.
After sleeping for a few years, she slowly felt again. When I am alive, once I realize that I am alive, I can’t help but be tempted by death again. “Because of loving you.”
At that moment, what came out of her mouth was a mess that broke her heart, “Christian, I loved you to death back then. But I am waiting for you to love me, just like waiting for death.
Same.”
So death is so tempting, maybe because it is as desperate as love.
Christian’s throat moved up and down, “If I was wicked, would you still love me?” If he is not a perfect victim, if he has not had past tragic experiences, if he is just a noble son who has grown up healthy in a good family , I have never experienced hatred, pain, torture and suffering-Ameli Su shook her head without thinking, “Sorry, no.”
The heart counted down, blood flowed across.
A bloody numb rushed through Christian’s heart, her fingers trembling uncontrollably…
Ameli Su looked at Christian, that beautiful face was delicate, it was the beauty that made many men lose their minds, she said, “I can’t fall in love with someone who was born perfect and healthy.
I love the incompleteness and brokenness, the cruelty and carelessness in the depths of your soul.”
If you have not experienced the turbulence of childhood, there will be no purgatory and prison in your eyes.
At that moment, Ameli Su smiled, but her words were extremely hurtful, “So Christian, you seem to be more handsome when you still don’t love me.”
Their love and hatred are swapped for each other, so it’s not just him.
And Ameli Su, destiny made such a big joke that made them suffer from birth, but no one has ever shown them what the right love is. Darkness, darkness, darkness-only darkness that is constantly experienced; pain, pain, and pain, and only pain that is repeated.
There is nothing left besides these, let alone love and affection. Keep your eyes open, keep your eyes open, keep watching, keep bearing. No love. nobody. No one loves you.
The black and white radio waves are chaotic, the gray consciousness is constantly changing, and the painful nerves in the tumbling brain dance every day. Blood, violence, coercion, no one understands.
If you are alive, will your heart keep beating? Who love me? Who else can love me? pain. Only pain.
I love you.
After their childhood was destroyed with all values and worldviews, they were reshaped under the influence of the years, and they were reshaped to look completely different from common sense in the world and all living beings.
The way they embody love and hate-it’s the opposite. For an instant like a sparkle, a dazzling white light flashed in my mind.
Christian understood, he understood his loss of control back then, and he also understood his desire to tear her up at this moment.
Is love.
He pressed Ameli Su down without hesitation, his fair face was full of wind and rain, and he lowered his head to bite Ameli Su’s neck, and felt her sudden rigid instinctive physical reaction, and the man smiled. “If you can feel love like this…”
Forcibly grabbing her two hands, Christianli felt no pity, as if he had broken the canary’s wings forcefully, the bones were dislocated, the joints twisted, and the wings fell one by one in the fluttering struggle—the fall revealed her. Unsuspecting skin. “Then my whole life, it doesn’t matter to be a devil.”