Chapter 370

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"FeiMo, you and I both know that some things, once they've happened, can never be erased. It's not something you can forget just because you say so; it's impossible. Every little thing that has happened in the past year is etched in my heart. This has been my most splendid year, and I am very grateful to you." Warmth spoke softly as if lost in memories, "This year, I've really been happy."

The more Ye Feimo listened, the less he wanted to hear.

Warmth, however, looked straight at him, “You have your demons and I have my ideals. Since we can't overcome them, staying together勉強在一起隻會增加彼此的痛苦。以前我以為我可以處理得很好，但後來才知道我錯了，錯得很離譜。這樣的婚姻會讓我們窒息，你累我也累，我們還是先分開一段時間吧。”

Ye Feimo's face remained expressionless. "Are you still blaming me"

"Yes, I am blaming you." Warmth nodded honestly. “I wish I could blame you more and push all the responsibility onto you. But I know that I also made mistakes; it’s not entirely your fault."

Ye Feimo tried to read something from Warmth's calm eyes but saw nothing.

Warmth spoke softly, "FeiMo, let go."

"Never!" Ye Feimo spat out the words decisively, his expression dark and domineering. “Not unless I die.”

A shiver ran through Warmth's body at the word 'die'...

The word she dreaded most now.

She closed her eyes in agony, pushing Ye Feimo’s hand away with determination. When she opened them again, they were resolute, "I don't want us to end up hating each other."

Mrs. Wen was surprised when she saw Warmth return looking dejected and uninterested. She thought the storm had passed; however, her daughter's expression looked terrible as she went back to her room without a word.

Dad Wen gave her a look, and Mom Wen followed her upstairs.

Warming stroked the phone charm; it felt as if something was entangling around her heart, almost suffocating her.

Yè Fěimò wouldn't let go no matter what she said. What should she do

Mom Wen went upstairs and saw that she was staring absentmindedly at the phone charm; her heart ached. Warming put down the phone chain, smiled, and asked, "Mom, is there anything"

"How did your conversation with Yè Fěimò go" Mom Wen asked, partly understanding but still unsure.

"Mom, I'm fine; don't worry," Warming replied.

"You and..."

“Of course I’m worried.” Mom Wen stroked Warming's long hair gently. “In principle, whatever decision you make, your mother should support you instead of stopping you. But Nuan Nuan, if you still love him, why do you insist on getting a divorce”

"Mom, sometimes a divorce isn’t about losing love," Warming said softly. She had her own frustrations but didn't know who to confide in. "Mom, I’ll decide for myself. Can you and Dad not get involved in this"

“Nuan Nuan, listen more to your parents’ advice sometimes; we’re not out to harm you,” Mom Wen said earnestly with worry etched on her face.

Warming helplessly responded, "Mom, I know you won't hurt me. But there are some things I want to think about calmly first. We're just separating for a while to clear our heads; it doesn’t mean we’re getting divorced."

Warming said something insincere because she really wanted the divorce.

Kai Feimo would never agree to it, and she was hesitant as well. While thinking about it was one thing, actually doing it was another.

When Mom Wen saw that Warm had made up her mind and there was no room for negotiation, she didn’t want to say anything more. Children are getting older, they will take care of themselves. Just as she was about to go downstairs, Warm called out to her, "Mom, aren't you planning to go to Athens in a while Can I go with you"

Mom Wen’s expression changed slightly but she tried to calm herself down. "Mom is visiting a friend; what are you going to do there"

Warm smiled faintly and said, "For years now, mom hasn’t mentioned having any friends. Who could be so mysterious"

"It’s nothing important. It's just someone I met by chance who shares a certain rapport with me; that's why when I have time, I go to visit her," Mom Wen smiled and explained.

Warm said, "Mom, my mood has been bad lately, and I’ve been thinking about going abroad for some respite. Since you’re planning on going to Athens anyway, couldn’t we just go together It would be perfect, right You wouldn't really be that heartless as to ignore me"

Mom Wen was speechless but eventually agreed with a reluctant nod. "Alright, I’ll book the tickets for you. Is there anything else wrong Your work"

"I don’t have much on my plate recently, so you can rest assured," Warm said, and added, "Then it’s in Mom's hands."

Mom Wen nodded absent-mindedly as she went downstairs.

She really couldn't find a reason to refuse; going together to Athens then

Forget it, if it means that Warm can get her mind off things, then so be it. Going to Athens might actually improve her mood... But… Mom Wen was in a state of confusion as she pondered over the matter.

After finishing up with work, Mo Xiaobai had been away at the Spy Island for some time without contacting anyone else. Upon returning, he heard about Ye Feimo and Warm’s situation. He tried calling Ye Feimo but after a couple of words, Ye Feimo hung up on him; thus, Mo Xiaobai decided to call Warm instead.

Such a significant event must have reached Mo Baibai's ears. Wenran didn't say much, but to her surprise, Mo Baibai was surprisingly reasonable this time and didn't lecture her on morality or principles. Instead, he simply told her to make her choices freely without any regrets.

Wenran felt deeply grateful for this. She found it particularly annoying when people called to ask about the relationship between her and Ye Feimo. Even some celebrities and reporters who had only met her a few times or got her number from somewhere would call to gossip, ostensibly concerned about her recovery but actually trying to pry information about her relationship with Ye Feimo.

It seemed like most of the world was waiting for them to divorce as a source of entertainment.

Later on, Wenran transferred these calls to Cai Xiaojing and only picked up a few calls she felt inclined to answer. The rest were blocked by Cai Xiaojing, bringing her some peace.

It had been right for her to take Mo Baibai's call; he shared many interesting stories from the island with her, including details about the vital points and aspects of witchcraft. Wenran couldn't help but wonder if Mo Baibai already knew about the witchcraft.

Du Di said that such matters were usually known only to people within their three major families; outsiders hardly ever had any knowledge of them.

Wenran found this hard to believe.

Mentioning the vital points and curses, Mo Baibai spoke with great skill. He didn't directly mention curses but instead shared a few amusing stories related to witchcraft and curses, emphasizing that not all such practices were effective or would come true. Whether they worked depended on whether one believed in them.

Wenran smiled; Mo Baibai was indeed someone with insight into the human heart. He was extremely intelligent, far more so than Du Di. Du Di also knew about curses and tried to persuade her not to divorce him but didn't have as much tact or intelligence as Mo Baibai.

Morally, he told Wenran that although things concerning vital points were mysterious and strange, there was no need for them to be taken too seriously. Some curses might simply fail to work; the one affecting her body may not come true either.

He understood what she feared most and what mattered most to her.

However, he didn't directly address these concerns but conveyed his message through other means: there was no need for fear or worry about such matters.

This way of speaking was far more sophisticated than Du Di's straightforward approach.at any moment.Moyao glared coldly with narrowed eyes, his body stiff and on high alert. Mo Xiaobai casually whistled, "Oh, beauty, are you playing big Are you sure you can afford to lose Young man, do...