Chapter 726 I Love You, But You Don't Love Me

strated all of this filled her with resentment!How come, that bitch got to sleep in Fu Mo Han's bed.But she just...Wait for it, the pain she's endured will make Lin Jinran taste it himself!Her eyes na...Lin Jinran nodded, Hou Shao's words swirling in her mind. She pursed her lips and pressed them down, saying softly, "You should go back to rest too."

"Okay, I'll be done in a bit." She replied with a sweet smile.

Lin Jinran nodded and walked towards the stairs, slowly climbing step by step.

He walked to the bedroom, twisted open the door, and went inside. He saw Fu Mo'han, who had changed into his pajamas and was just walking out of the dressing room.

< A pair of dark eyes gazed toward the end of the forest, their tone calm. "Gone" >

Lin Jinran nodded slightly, his steps a little stiff as he walked to the bed.

The two of them hadn't shared a bed for quite some time, at least not when Lin Jinyu was conscious.

Just sent off Hou Shao's farewell, turning from reluctance into tension and unease.

Fingers carefully grasped the blanket. Just as he was about to think of something to say, the phone rang abruptly in the room.

Her phone was conveniently placed beside her. Lin Jinran turned her head and saw the phone on the bed flashing, its screen displaying the name of the caller.

The whole person was like being poured over by a basin of cold water, chilling to the bone.

With lightning speed, one hand snatched up a phone. Fu Mo Han frowned and looked at the caller ID on the phone, then strode towards the door.

As she watched the man's back disappear, Lin Jinran's heart sank little by little. Did he use his back to answer the phone

What unseen secrets could there be, to call at the dead of night

Her fair fingers unconsciously clenched the sheets beneath her, twisting and wrinkling them tighter with each passing moment.

She sat there motionless, suddenly feeling time crawl by agonizingly slow. A sour ache began to fill her chest, a mix of bitterness that was both painful and suffocating.

The doorknob made a slight, "click" sound as Fu MoHan pushed the door open and walked in, holding his phone in one hand.

Seeing Lin Jinran sitting stiffly, her pale face clearly displaying an unconcealable sadness, his steps faltered slightly before he walked towards her, "Go to sleep."

"Shouldn't you go see her"

Lin Jinran looked up, her eyes slightly red, at the man standing before her, and finally spoke the words she had been holding back.

Fu Mo'han frowned, his black eyes fixed on her. He suddenly bent down and leaned closer to her face, his voice calm and cold, "What are you thinking about"

Lost in thought, what was she thinking about

Lin Jinran endured the sourness in her heart, forcing a generous smile and saying, "She called so late, she must have something urgent."

"Jealous" Fu Mo Han stared intently at her eyes that were flushed red, silent for a moment, then a faint curve played on his thin lips.

Jealous, yes, she was jealous.

She craved to possess him, to have him all to herself, and she wanted him to be hers alone!

She doesn't want to, she's by his side, there's another woman in his heart!

Lin Jinran finally knew how Sang Lan felt, why she hated her so much, why she wished she was dead.

I love you, but you don't love me. That's how I feel.

It hurts a lot, it's very painful.

But Lin Jinran wasn't Sang Lan. She wouldn't blame Fu Mochen for the person living in his heart not being her, nor would she curse Lin Ruochu. Similarly, she wouldn't beg Fu Mochen to love her.

A little bit of pitiful dignity, she carefully guarded it, not wanting to discard it.

Under the man's gaze, she strained to turn her face away, her fingertips clenching the sheets tightly. "I know who you truly love is her. I married you because of Grandpa's wishes. Now, I haven't divorced you because of the child in my belly. Lin Ruochu is in the hospital right now. Her condition doesn't seem good. You should,"

"Silence!" a harsh voice barked, cutting her off coldly.tensed.A nameless fire surged up, pressing down on his chest. He instinctively clenched his fist.He didn't want her to worry, so he hid the fact that he had amnesia. That person who called was really...