Chapter 698: Chapter 698

Qin Dazhuang lay on the hospital bed. Get full chapters from novel·fıre·net

A whole week already.

He knew he had one kidney removed. In his current condition, once the stitches are removed, he can be discharged smoothly.

The only thing that has been comforting to him in the last two days is that Jiang Xin comes to see him every day.

Although she never says a word to him, she helps him wash his face, wipes his body, feeds him, doing every little thing.

Qin Dazhuang felt a pang of heartache watching Jiang Xin’s expressionless face.

Those two were caught by the police.

They wouldn’t protect Li Zhibin by not revealing what happened; a fifty-yuan plastic relationship couldn’t cover up for Li Zhibin.

So, they exposed Li Zhibin as the mastermind behind it all.

As a result, the affair immediately caused an uproar.

Li Zhibin was arrested, and simultaneously, his embezzlement was also uncovered.

The police said that considering the crime Li Zhibin committed, being imprisoned for ten years would still be light.

Jiang Xin became even more silent.

When subjected to too many blows, people start to become somewhat numb; at first, she was still shocked by the news.

She never imagined that the elegant and charming man in her mind could be so dark and filthy underneath, coming up with such a heartless scheme.

If Qin Dazhuang hadn’t appeared then, what would her fate be?

After being tainted by that man, then later rescued by this man?

If he didn’t despise her and was still willing to marry her, how could she have the nerve not to marry him?

Her life held in Li Zhibin’s hands, giving money when he asked, swallowing her pride to serve his family.

She worked as hard as a horse for Qin Dazhuang, and now she’s running to Li Zhibin, giving money and herself.

How could there be such despicable men in the world?

Jiang Xin now deeply doubted herself, utterly disappointed in her judgment, wondering if she’s blind or has been covered with filth.

Judging a man incorrectly once, failing again another time.

Facing Qin Dazhuang, her emotions are indeed complex.

After all, the two of them had a foundation of affection, were once a sweet couple, once enjoyed romantic times.

But the harm this man brought her would forever be an unbearable pain, starting when he began violently beating her and went out gambling day and night.

The Qin Dazhuang in her heart had already died; she never felt this man could protect her and the child.

But after the divorce, Qin Dazhuang became increasingly surprising.

Every time Qin Dazhuang came to pick up the daughters, he greeted her with a smile but never came close.

His attitude was clear, without causing any resentment.

He was great with the kids; every time he took them out, he either bought clothes or school supplies for them.

He even delivered monthly living expenses for the children.

Jiang Xin always suspected Qin Dazhuang was pretending, but this time Qin Dazhuang suddenly showed up to protect her, risking his life to do so. Such a feeling was indeed complex.

Once, Qin Dazhuang had promised to protect her for a lifetime, for her to live happily and joyfully.

At least Qin Dazhuang did that—indeed, if it weren’t for Qin Dazhuang’s appearance, she would have fallen into a trap.

Qin Dazhuang watched Jiang Xin silently take out the food from the insulated lunch box for him.

"Jiang Xin, let’s say a few words. Sit down."

Qin Dazhuang also felt awkward about the current situation.

He wasn’t demanding Jiang Xin to bear humiliation and repay him.

He knew the hatred in Jiang Xin’s heart.

He wasn’t ignorant of the things he had done.

Even he could never forget those things; he had hurt the children and his wife.

Remembering the past, he often wondered if he was ever truly human.

He found it unbelievable that he, as Qin Dazhuang, could do such things.

But he clearly remembered it was his fists landing on his wife and he who stole money from home to gamble.

He did everything, and he couldn’t find any excuse to defend himself.

Jiang Xin sat down; she had thought through this matter long ago. Qin Dazhuang saving her must be for remarriage.

If not for remarriage, why would Qin Dazhuang make such a big sacrifice?

But to ask her to remarry, that was impossible.

She had no confidence left in Qin Dazhuang or herself; she couldn’t trust anyone anymore.

Li Zhibin destroyed her faith in everyone.

She must of course repay Qin Dazhuang for his favor; even if Qin Dazhuang wanted money, a house, or anything, that would be acceptable, but asking her to return to him.

That was absolutely impossible; Qin Dazhuang held no credibility in her heart anymore.

"Dazhuang! I will never remarry you."

Jiang Xin was no longer the hesitating, indecisive woman of the past; she understood clearly, after going through so many things, that she needed to be straightforward in her rejection of men, leaving no hope.

Otherwise, any man would continue to pester endlessly.

Qin Dazhuang laughed.

Not the thundering rage Jiang Xin expected, but a cheerful, open-hearted smile, which was also what once attracted her to Qin Dazhuang.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Xin felt uncomfortable.

"It’s true ’three days without seeing, needing to be looked at anew,’ the old Jiang Xin would never have said this to me. But hearing it now, I feel happy. I’m pleased you have your own opinions, no longer timid and soft-hearted like before, listening to whatever anyone says.

I’m also happy you’ve become so self-aware, cherishing yourself so much. For you to say this to me today, I genuinely feel happy.

Even if those words are ones of refusal."

This kind of Jiang Xin made Qin Dazhuang feel proud.

Even without him, Jiang Xin could protect herself.

"You... you’re not mocking me?"

Jiang Xin relaxed, for the first time feeling perhaps Qin Dazhuang wasn’t as repulsive as she imagined.

At least, the fact he could say these words now genuinely surprised and amazed her.

Moreover, the admiration in Qin Dazhuang’s eyes for her was so apparent.

"I’m not; I truly admire you. A woman managing to bring up two children to this point, you really have it tough. I, as a man, am not as capable as you. Today, I want to make it clear to you; I saved you because you’re the mother of my children and because I once promised to protect you, let you be happy and joyful for a lifetime.

Even though I failed initially, I’ll strive to fulfill it later. Not to get you to remarry me, but to do what a man ought to do. I’ve made many mistakes before, and the harm caused by those cannot be undone, but from now on, the least I can do is take care of the children.

If you need help anywhere, I’ll lend you a hand. This time helping you was a choice I made willingly. So don’t carry any emotional burden, don’t feel I’m doing you a favor.

No, I’m repaying a debt—a debt owed to you, one that can never be fully repaid in a lifetime. Between us, there’s never a need for such pretentious gestures. The debts I, Qin Dazhuang, owe you won’t be paid off in this lifetime.

From today onward, don’t come anymore. I’m almost recovered. The doctor said that after the stitches are removed tomorrow, it’ll be a maximum of two days before I’m discharged. You don’t owe me anything; there’s no need to do this, nor to burden yourself ."