My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 92 Disliking Oneself

After dinner, I went to the study, both for the upcoming exhibition and to avoid Song Yafei.

On the table are my sketches from my trip back home, inspired by my experiences over the past few days.

The painting depicts two figures, a man and a woman, embracing each other.

The scenery is beautiful and the layout is acceptable, but looking at this picture, I always feel that something is missing, and I am never satisfied.

Staring at the figure on the sketch, I hesitated to put pen to paper.

Just as I was looking worried, Song Yafei unexpectedly walked into the study.

She had already taken a shower and changed into a white silk halter dress. Her slightly damp long hair was down, making her less sharp and more charming!

She stood at the door, and when I looked up, my breath caught in my throat.

Even though I had decided to let her go completely, my body betrayed me the moment I saw her, and I still reacted uncontrollably.

Gripping the chair armrests tightly, I forced myself to remain calm and composed. "What is it?"

She didn't say anything, but walked towards me barefoot, each step feeling like it was stepping on the tip of my heart.

I was angry at my own incompetence, but I couldn't look away.

Song Yafei walked around the table, came to me, and sat directly in my lap. A familiar and pleasant fragrance wafted over me.

She wrapped one arm around my neck, and with the other hand, she pretended to look through my design drawings.

She quickly realized that the design I drew depicted the scenes from this trip.

His face lit up with delight. "Not bad, it looks just like the real thing!"

After several years, it was rare to hear her praise me again.

But after this incident, I no longer wanted to share it with her, so I took a book from the side and covered the design drawing with it.

Song Yafei seemed to notice my unusual behavior, turned her head, hugged my face, and asked, "What's wrong? Is it because you're unhappy about leaving early this time?"

I shook my head against my will.

She was initially a little upset, but it was understandable that she was busy with work.

But when I saw that she was rushing into Yu Chengliang's arms, I could no longer remain calm or sympathize.

Seeing me shake my head, she just pouted and said, "You have to understand me about work. There are too many things to do, and I can't help it all. Please be understanding."

The company can understand, but there's nothing that can be done about the matter with Yu Chengliang.

But outwardly I just nodded and said, "Okay, I know even if you don't say it."

She didn't seem to believe me much, so she held my head and started making empty promises to me again.

"However, your understanding comes at a price. I'm not just saying it and then forgetting. If we have another chance in the future, I'll definitely make it up to you, okay?"

compensate?

What kind of compensation?

There will be nothing but material things.

But for me, material compensation is the least useful thing.

"Also, our wedding anniversary is in a few days. How do you want to celebrate it?"

It was our wedding anniversary, and I'd completely forgotten about it, but I didn't really want to think about it either.

Surprisingly, she remembered this year.

In previous years, even if I told her in advance, she would still forget.

That's truly rare!

I don't quite remember how we spent our wedding anniversary last year.

It seems like all my joy was in vain. I prepared everything and waited for her, but in the end, she never came.

I completely forgot about this date this year.

Does this mean that I am also forgetting the feelings between us?

As if she really wanted to make it up to me, before I could say anything, she added, "Don't overwork yourself this year, I'll have someone take care of it."

It's good that I wasn't prepared at all.

After she finished speaking, I was about to push her away, saying, "Go to sleep now. It's not easy to get an early night's rest, so get some rest."

"What about you?"

Of course I'll go, even if it's just to make an appearance.

I just didn't want to lie in bed with her too early, as that would inevitably lead to physical contact.

"I still have some follow-up matters to take care of. You go to sleep first, and I'll go after I'm done."

Song Yafei pouted and said coquettishly, "I finally have time at home, aren't you going to take good care of me?"

Serve?

She's quite the smooth talker; she seems to have long been accustomed to this feeling of being superior.

The people outside weren't enough to serve me; now they want to mess with me when they get back.

I felt uneasy.

I didn't want to have much contact with her right now, so I kept making excuses, saying, "Let's do it another day, I have things to do today."

Song Yafei persisted, hugging my neck, turning around, spreading her legs, and sitting down facing me. Her bright red lips were right in front of me, bewitching me.

Her hand gently brushed against my earlobe.

She knows my sensitive spots very well and is always teasing me.

Her red lips parted slightly, "A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Let's deal with this tomorrow."

Before I could even refuse, she whispered in my ear, "We haven't tried it in the study yet..."

boom!

In an instant, fireworks burst in my mind. I was unwilling to surrender like this. I stubbornly clung to the last bit of clarity and pressed down on her waist.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Besides, Aunt Lin and the others are still here, so it's not convenient."

She never suppresses her feelings in matters like these.

Without saying a word, Song Yafei got up from me and turned to walk out.

She was only slightly interested in me, and after my repeated rejections, which embarrassed her, she naturally wouldn't lower herself to that level again.

A sense of disappointment inevitably rose in my heart.

I know that this is a necessary process to peel her off from me.

We can only endure it.

boom!

The door closed, but Song Yafei didn't leave; she turned around and came back.

Without giving me a chance to refuse, she spread her legs and straddled me.

"I sent them away long ago, what excuse do they have now?"

"There are only the two of us left in this house. From now on, you can do whatever you want!"

That was the sound of a door closing, like scissors cutting off the last shred of reason.

When her red lips touched mine, I could no longer refuse, and then came physical surrender.

The things on the desk were swept to the ground and lay scattered on the floor, just like our current mess. Trying to stay calm was useless.

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, he pressed her body against the cold glass, her soft moans creating countless ripples in the sunlight.

On the balcony, she blossomed freely, like a flower in full bloom, her sweat glistening as she spoke.

Finally, I carried the limp Song Yafei back to the bathroom in the bedroom.

He placed her in the bathtub, caressed her delicate skin, and his desire surged, stirring up waves of emotion. Water overflowed the bathtub and spilled onto the side.

When I put her back on the bed, she was already asleep from exhaustion.

I stood in front of the mirror, took off my clothes, and looked at the marks she had left on my body, frowning in disgust.

He picked up the towel next to him and frantically wiped himself down.

One after another...

I stopped working only when the skin on my upper body was so red and almost torn.

Looking at my disheveled self in the mirror, I've never felt so disgusted with myself before.