Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: She Left Without Looking Back

Jing Hang had prepared the medicine for her, and she had already taken it into her hands.

She had been planning to give it to him after he returned from his business trip if he wanted it.

But now, he probably didn’t need it anymore!

He would never forgive her again.

She would never forgive herself either!

Let it be!

Whether she suffered insomnia or not, she was leaving this place, leaving him.

Let both of them suffer a little less.

Ming Yao turned around and walked toward the main villa.

Gu Siting watched Ming Yao’s slender back, he closed his eyes, feeling the entire world spinning, the scene before him a blur.

These past few months, whether it was Gu Fuzhen or Ming Yao, the myriad moments he spent with the ever-changing her flashed through his mind like a carousel.

Ultimately, his thoughts stalled on the image of him holding Little Snowball’s slowly cooling body, walking out of the pet hospital in utter despair.

He couldn’t forgive her.

And he couldn’t forgive himself even more!

…

Ming Yao returned to the bedroom to pack her things.

She looked at her sleeping mat.

Every night, Little Snowball would lie behind her to sleep.

But from now on, she would never again see a Little Snowball that took a liking to her at first sight.

Ming Yao covered her face with her hands, forcefully calming the turmoil within her heart.

She began to pack her belongings.

She didn’t have much luggage left at Imperial Garden.

Aunt Zhong came up and saw Ming Yao packing, she quickly went downstairs and found the man sitting in the courtyard.

The man had taken off his coat, wearing only a thin black shirt in the freezing night.

A cigarette was held between his fingertips, the cherry of the cigarette brightening and fading in the misty night air.

The cold wind made his shirt flap noisily, and from his silhouette, Aunt Zhong could see loneliness and desolation.

Aunt Zhong approached Gu Siting from behind and mustered the courage to speak, “Fourth Master, the wife is packing her luggage, she’s leaving…”

Gu Siting took a drag on his cigarette, slowly exhaling a cloud of smoke that made his facial contours appear more elusive and deep in the swirling haze.

He didn’t respond to Aunt Zhong but asked in a voice hoarse to the extreme, “Aunt Zhong, the fortune-teller said I’m a jinx, do you think Little Snowball died because of me?”

Upon hearing Gu Siting’s words, Aunt Zhong’s heart ached.

She had watched Gu Siting grow up since he was a child, she knew very well how much hardship he had suffered, how much pain he had endured.

He wasn’t a jinx at all, it was plainly the Gu parents’ extreme favoritism!

“Fourth Master is not a jinx, if you were, how could Steward Zhong and I still be well and alive? Don’t listen to such nonsense!”

Gu Siting’s voice was hollow, carrying a profound sense of isolation, “If I’m not, then why has even Little Snowball left me?”

Aunt Zhong’s nose tingled, and tears uncontrollably fell.

“Fourth Master, please don’t overthink it. Little Snowball’s death was just an accident! It has nothing to do with you and the wife! If anyone is to blame, it’s me, this old servant, for not taking good care of it. When you and the wife weren’t at Imperial Garden, I didn’t look after it well—I didn’t even know it was pregnant—”

Aunt Zhong couldn’t persuade Gu Siting to keep Ming Yao from leaving.

Seeing the couple’s relationship finally warming up, only to return to the starting point, or even worse than before, Aunt Zhong also felt distressed.

Previously, when Gu Fuzhen came to Imperial Garden to work as a maid, the place finally had some liveliness, filled with laughter and joy.

But Gu Fuzhen left.

Fortunately, not long after, the wife came back to Imperial Garden.

Before interacting with the wife, Aunt Zhong thought she was difficult to get along with.

But after getting to know her, she found out that the wife was not like some haughty Aristocratic Family wives, who didn’t regard servants as human. The wife was easy-going, lazy-Buddhist in style, not putting any pressure on anyone when interacting.

Crucially, Fourth Master Gu took her to heart.

Thinking of the night Fourth Master Gu went on his business trip and pinned her against the shoe cabinet to kiss her, Aunt Zhong hoped that the wife would slowly dispel the coldness and darkness that Fourth Master Gu had wrapped around his heart with a hardened shell, bringing him warmth and light.

But Little Snowball’s departure came too unexpectedly!

After packing her things, Ming Yao walked out of Gu Siting’s main bedroom.

She had slept here for the past while and, it seemed, had even developed an affection for the place. When it came time to leave, her heart felt not only sorrow but also a hint of reluctance.

She did not take his coat.

She no longer had the face to do so.

So be it if she couldn’t sleep!

Ming Yao came down from upstairs, and Aunt Zhong’s eyes reddened when she saw her.

Ming Yao took off a bracelet she was wearing and gave it to Aunt Zhong.

Aunt Zhong refused to take it, but Ming Yao forcefully placed it in her hand.

“Aunt Zhong, thank you for taking care of me during this period. This bracelet isn’t worth much, so please keep it!”

Aunt Zhong took her word for it, believing the bracelet really wasn’t worth much. Later, when she went back to her hometown, a fashion-savvy niece told her that the bracelet was worth at least a seven-figure sum.

“Wife, once Fourth Master’s anger subsides and he calms down, he will personally come to take you back.”

Ming Yao’s lips curved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she said nothing at all.

She walked to the French window and glanced at the man smoking in the backyard.

She didn’t believe that he couldn’t feel her gaze.

Yet, he did not turn to look at her even once.

Indifferent, ice-cold, resolute—indeed, these were his true characteristics!

Ming Yao’s hand, holding the suitcase handle, tightened until her knuckles turned white.

“Aunt Zhong, goodbye. Please convey my thanks to Steward Zhong as well, for his care during this time.”

Ming Yao dragged her suitcase and left the villa.

The weather in Li City had already turned to winter.

The wind blew, chilling to the bone.

That kind of cold spread from her chest to her limbs, but she didn’t feel cold, only numb.

Aunt Zhong asked Steward Zhong to drive Ming Yao down the mountain.

Ming Yao refused Steward Zhong’s kind offer.

Dragging her suitcase, she walked for a long, long time.

It had been ages since she had experienced such a tumult of thoughts, leaving her in a daze.

Even when she had nearly died from insomnia last time, she hadn’t felt like this.

Little Snowball’s death not only broke Gu Siting’s heart, but hers as well!

Ming Yao reached the city center, where neon lights flickered all around, the night’s brilliance undimmed by the cold winter night.

Ming Yao sat on a bench by a fountain square.

Her suitcase lay at her feet.

Within the vast city, she seemed to have lost her place.

Since being reborn, the first person she had met was Gu Siting.

It was as if she had grown used to his presence.

Even though he was cold and aloof.

Even though they sometimes argued and disagreed.

But she was used to his scent, used to his existence.

Ming Yao looked up at the night sky, so dark without a single star, feeling empty inside.

Not a hint of belonging.

Perhaps she should leave this place?

Go back to the Tang Sect?

A trace of confusion appeared in Ming Yao’s eyes.

After a while, a Maybach pulled up in front of Ming Yao.

The car door opened, and Ming Wan stepped out.

“Sister? Is it really you? I thought I was mistaken!”

Ming Wan glanced at the suitcase by Ming Yao’s feet with a look of surprise, “Sister, you weren’t chased out by Fourth Master, were you?”

Ming Wan had already sent an anonymous tip-off email to the Gu’s about Ming Yao plagiarizing Starburst’s designs. Had Fourth Master Gu seen the email and driven this dolt Ming Yao out?

A schadenfreude glint flickered in Ming Wan’s eyes.