122 A Wife's Misery

Yan Mei sat on the sofa and her icy gaze swept across the three men sitting in front of her. She knew they were hiding something from her; but what?

Yan Mei looked at unfamiliar men who had introduced themselves earlier.

The one with dark hair was called Edward Wu. His face was cold and serious, wearing a tailored suit and white shirt underneath. Yan Mei had to admit he was extremely attractive with his cold demeanor, but he couldn't compare to her Lei Zhao. After all, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

The other one with blonde hair looked familiar, but Yan Mei doesn't remember where she has seen him. His sculpted face and tall build made him looked like the supermodels that ladies love.

Yan Mei saw Edward Wu looking at her with emotions that were difficult to decipher. They both stared at each assessing one another. Both of them were stubborn and didn't want to show weakness.

Yan Mei's lips curved as she gazed at him. He is the first person that she can't see through.

'This man is really interesting.' Yan Mei thought.

'This woman is not simple.' Edward Wu thought as a flash of light flickered in his eyes.

Yan Mei broke her gaze and looked at Jun Mo.

"Okay, I'm not in the mood to play staring game with you. Spill it. What is going on?" Yan Mei questioned.

"Did something happen to Mom and Dad?" Yan Mei asked again

Henry Liu avoided Yan Mei's gaze. He was afraid she would see the pain in his eyes, and he surely didn't want to lie to her.

"…."

Silence greeted Yan Mei. No one said anything. Edward Wu rubbed his temple and looked at Yan Mei.

They had wanted to meet the woman who has tamed Lei Zhao but never got the chance. They had left earlier at the gala by the time they had arrived and she got sick so Lei Zhao didn't allow them to meet her. Who would have known their first encounter would be like this?

What should he tell her? Should he tell her the possibility of her husband being dead was high? The atmosphere thickened with dead silence.

Suddenly Yan Mei's face turned ashen, and she twiddled with her thumb due to o the anxiety building inside her because their silence made her thoughts went haywire.

'Why were Lei Zhao's friends suddenly here? Lei Zhao hasn't called her for the past two days. That has never happened before. He always calls her every chance he got. So why did his calls stop coming on the day he was supposed to come home? Unless…'

"Is Lei Zhao right? Something happened to him. I'm correct, am I not?"

"…." No one said anything.

"Answer me!" Yan Mei angrily demanded, making them quickly looked at her. Jun Mo quickly met her eyes as their eyes met slightly. He quickly diverted his gaze.

Yan Mei chuckled humorlessly. "What, you think I'm a feeble woman who doesn't deserve to know what has happened to her husband?" Do you have any f.u.c.k.i.n.g idea of the sleepless nights I have been having these past few days? How much I'm afraid that something had happened to him? But you all knew. How long were you planning on hiding things from me?!" Yan Mei bellowed.

A trace of surprise passed through Edward Wu's eyes. "We are not sure so we didn't want to create unnecessary panic." Edward Wu said.

Yan Mei rubbed her temples in frustration when she heard him. Ignoring what he said, she looked at Jun Mo since she is more familiar with him.

"Dr. Jun, what happened to my husband? If you want to leave here with an intact body you wouldn't think about lying to me." Yan Mei's whole demeanor changed. She felt a flash of irritation as fury roared through her mind. Their act of hiding whatever that was going on balked at her. Her patience was wearing thin.

Her husband was probably going through something. It's been two days already but because she is a woman; they didn't want to tell her.

Jun Mo looked at Edward Wu, and he nodded, signaling Jun Mo to tell her. He knew this woman wasn't simple. She deserved to know.

Yan Mei rolled her eye. She knew Edward Wu was the person in charge of all of this.

"Sister-in-law, please calm down." Jun Mo mumbled.

"Oh, but I'm calm. If I wasn't, we wouldn't be wasting time here right now." Yan Mei retorted.

Jun Mo heaved a sigh, "Lei Zhao's car…...when he was going to the airport…." Jun Mo trailed off.

He fidgeted and took a deep breath, "The car…it-was in a car---accident. The car erupted into flames."

He breathed heavily after he said this and waited; waited for Yan Mei's reaction.

Yan Mei's body stiffened. A shiver moved down her spine as if someone was trailing a razor blade over her back.

Jun Mo's voice echoed in her head.

'Car accident…. erupted into flames…car-erupted---flames.' The voice kept ringing in her ears.

Yan Mei chuckled manically. "Are you kidding me? "

A wave of pain assaulted her chest. "Car accident? Erupted into flames? Is this a Hollywood movie?"

Yan Mei snorted, she didn't want to believe it. How can this happen?

"Sister-in- "

"Okay, so where is he? I need to see him. How dare he get into an accident? Does he want me to be a widow at such a young age?" Yan Mei mumbled as she stood up.

"Hurry and take me to him!" She rumbled.

"Sister-in-law." Jun Mo called out Yan Mei.

"What?! Why are you wasting time? He needs me." Yan Mei breathed.

"He-we-couldn't find his body. We assume he died in the car." Henry Liu finally spoke.

Yan Mei's face turned ashen, and she staggered. Her knees wobbled, and she sat on the sofa.

Have you ever wanted death to come and take you because your hearts hurt so much? Her pain was excruciating like someone was slowly removing your skin from your body without giving you the chance to die.

"How can he die? He promised me he would come back safely." Yan Mei whispered.

"NO! NO! NO! I don't believe it. I refuse o believe this. Is this some kind of joke?"

Pain,

Torment

Grief

Anguish

Time seems to stop as they consume her. Did her bad omen finally get to him? Did she kill another person because he fell in love with her? Demons like her don't get happily ever after, she should have known better.

After everything she had gone through, she still hoped; hope that she would find love. Ha! Look at where that love has gotten her. Innocent people keep dying.

Yan Mei was losing control. Her dark side was winning over her. Is this the curse she has to live with as her father's daughter?

They looked quietly at Yan Mei. There was not a single drop of tears in her eyes. Apart from her pale face, she was too calm, but the pain and anguish they saw in her eyes broke their heart.

They didn't know how to comfort her. How do you comfort a woman who has lost her husband?

1 sec, 10 mins, 1 hour passed by.

Suddenly Yan Mei got up and run out of the house. Panic rushed through Edward Wu. If something happens to her, Lei Zhao would never forgive him.

"Jun Mo follow her; make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." Edward Wu ordered.

He would want to go after her himself, but he knew she was more comfortable around Jun Mo.

Yan Mei quickly sat in her car and drove away. She saw Jun Mo following her.

Yan Mei knew he was worried about her so she didn't care. She drove to her and Lei Zhao's apartment and hurriedly ran upstairs. She went to their bedroom and locked the door before Jun Mo reached the door.

"Miss Yan. Don't do anything stupid. It's not yet confirmed. Please!" Jun Mo said as he knocked on the door. His chest tightened.

He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. The door was a security one. He couldn't break in without help.

He quickly called for help.

Yan Mei went to the bathroom. She stood in front of the sink mirror and picked the razor blade. She looked at her reflection and a mad light flickered in her eyes.

Without taking her eyes from her reflection. She pressed the razor blade against her wrist and slashed it deep as she could.

No pain or emotion was on her face. The blood rushed out her wrist fast.

"Miss Yan?!" She heard Jun Mo's voice thick with panic, but she ignored him…

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A victorious, sinister smile formed on a man's face as he played with the girl on his lap's hair. His happiness knew no bound right now. He would pay a billion to see the hurt and pain on Feng Mei's face when she hears her dear husband was no more.

Would she cry, throw things away? The man chortled manically.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in," his husky voice sounded. A servant walked in, and after respectfully greeting him left, putting a tray of whiskey on the table.

"Get up and show Daddy you're a good girl." He said with his commanding voice.

Disgust flashed in the girl's eyes, but she quickly masked it. She stood up and walked to the entrance of the door and got on all four.

The man looked at her as she slowly crawled towards him. His hand ran through her hair when she reached him. He harshly tugged at her and a sinister smile spilled from his lips.

"I know you sip poison in the wine, but I still drank it." The man chuckled.

The girl widened her eyes in fear. A shiver ran along her spine before she could respond he snapped her neck; killing her.

He looked at the girl's body and chortled. His laugh echoing in the room.

He was simply a madman whose madness knew no bounds.