Lu Jinchen waited.
And waited.
But when that door remained shut, when not even the sound of footsteps came from the other side, he scoffed bitterly to himself. How ridiculous. This was pathetic.
What was he doing? Sitting here like some abandoned fool, hoping she'd come after him? Did he think she'd burst through that door, her beautiful, cold eyes suddenly filled with concern for him? What did he think that she would be concerned for him?
She was nothing more than a contractual wife. A name on paper. A silent agreement between two strangers pretending to be something they were not. Their relationship… what relationship? It was all physical. Just raw, tangled lust and temporary need. Nothing real. Nothing lasting.
He shouldn't be here waiting for her. Infact, he shouldn't even care. What was she? Just a temporary arrangement, nothing more. One day, she would leave his life, quietly, completely, without a trace. He shouldn't be bothered after all, this was what they had decided.
