Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  Han Zhifan sensed her gaze as his footsteps into the room came to an abrupt halt.

  His gaze wasn’t focused on her. Soon enough, he raised his feet and walked into the bedroom.

  Cheng Weiwan heard the endless sound of running water in the bathroom as her heart couldn’t help but race erratically.

  When the sound of water stopped, Cheng Weiwan instinctively held her breath. She heard rustling from the other side of the bathroom door.

  Her body tensed up the moment the door opened and her fingers instinctively clutched onto the comforter tightly.

  Wrapped in a bathrobe, Han Zhifan walked over to the bed. He lifted up the comforter and laid down without so much as a glance towards Cheng Weiwan.

  Cheng Weiwan’s body was incredibly stiff as her fingers clutching the comforter gently quivered.

  It was very quiet in the bedroom. She held her breath and silently waited for a long time, not daring to breathe. When she saw that Han Zhifan wasn’t making any movements, she then slowly relaxed a little.

  She was afraid Han Zhifan wasn’t asleep and would suddenly get excited in that area…… Even though she was very sleepy, she didn’t dare to sleep.

  She didn’t dare try to sleep until he was fast asleep with long and even breaths. She shut her eyes but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t fall asleep.

  She knew it was because she wasn’t used to him lying beside her.

  It was funny now that she thought about it. Two years ago, when they shared the same bed, she was filled with happiness like she had the whole world. But now, two years later, she felt incredibly tortured and uncomfortable with him lying in the same bed.

  It was a little uncomfortable to hold the same position for a long time, but Cheng Weiwan didn’t dare move recklessly. She was afraid to wake up Han Zhifan beside her.

  She didn’t know just how long she laid there with wild thoughts, but eventually, she sneakily removed the covers. Getting out of bed, she walked to the windowsill because she simply felt too uncomfortable lying there.

  After that night, Han Zhifan came home to stay for several nights.

  At first, he would come home in the middle of the night. Perhaps he wasn’t so busy with work, because from then on, he came back home earlier and came across Cheng Weiwan in the villa for longer periods as the days went by. However, he treated her like she didn’t exist; he didn’t interact with her at all, nor did he look her right in the eyes. Of course, when they shared a bed in the evening, he wouldn’t even lay a single finger on her.

  As the days went by, they entered a new month at the blink of an eye.

  There was just one week till the day of Cheng Han’s operation.

  She wasn’t clear if it was because she had seen Han Zhifan for too long now, or if it was because the date of Cheng Han’s operation was approaching, but Cheng Weiwan felt on edge with each day that passed. The stress she had deep down grew bigger every day.

  She knew this was related to her depression. She increased her antidepressant intake, but there were no signs of her illness being under control in the slightest.

  The housekeeper was the first to notice something was wrong with Cheng Weiwan.

  At first, the housekeeper didn’t really pay much attention and just assumed Cheng Weiwan was unhappy about something. But later on, she bumped into Cheng Weiwan secretly crying alone for several consecutive days, so it was no wonder she started to worry deep down.

  On the second day of the new month, the housekeeper caught Cheng Weiwan secretly crying again. She finally couldn’t take it anymore and told Han Zhifan.

  It was a weekend. Han Zhifan left the house early in the morning because he had plans to meet someone to play golf.

  After lunch, he had plans to play cards in the late afternoon but all of a sudden, he wasn’t in the mood, so he called the driver to take him home early.