Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

He hadn’t expected things to be as serious as they were, indeed.

Cheng Lydia didn’t know how long she had slept, waking up and sleeping, not wanting to open her eyes each time she woke up. She desperately hoped that everything was just a dream, and she ran away from it, so she refused to open her eyes and face reality for a long time.

Avoidance was not the ultimate solution, and even when she couldn’t fall asleep again with her eyes closed all the time, she finally opened them.

It was dark outside the window and it was night.

She saw Shen Ron standing right in front of her bed, and if it were the past, she would have been moved by his watchfulness, but right now, her heart was too paralyzed by pain to feel anything else.

“You’re awake.” Shen Ron leaned over and touched her forehead, “It’s okay, the fever’s gone.”

Cheng Lydia turned a ghostly corner and turned her back on him, her eyes falling dully on the night outside the window.

Shen Ron apologized to her back, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was that serious.”

Likewise, Cheng Lydia didn’t even have the heart to blame him at this point.

Her brain was still in a semi-empty white state, unable to face up to the news that her mother had left.

Her mother, whom she had thought was gradually moving towards improvement, was suddenly gone, with no sign at all.

She was responsible for her mother’s death, she was the one who didn’t take care of it properly. Closing her eyes, the tears finally came.

“Get up and eat something first?” Shen Ron asked from behind her.

Eat? She didn’t have any appetite at all right now.

She sat up sulkily from the hospital bed, stared at him and asked, “Can you tell me who was that woman you were with last time in front of the People’s Hospital?”

Shen Ron was slightly surprised, not expecting her to ask about the woman at this point.

“It’s Yang June’s mother, right?” Cheng Lydia asked again.

She remembered that once in the cafe, someone had sent a message to Aunt Helen’s phone, calling her Mrs. Yang, and she didn’t care at that time. The last time she saw Aunt Helen getting into Shen Ron’s car, she was puzzled but still didn’t care too much, but now that she thought about it, her not caring was really stupid!

“Yes.” Shen Ron nodded.

“AHHHH–!” Cheng Lydia lost her voice and screamed as she grabbed a pillow and slammed it on top of him, tumbling from the hospital bed to the floor again, pushing and sweeping everything on the tabletop to the floor, screaming in a frenzy as she did so, “Why! Why-?”

“Lydia, you don’t have to do this!” Shen Ron pulled her back.

It didn’t matter if she smashed something, he was worried she might hurt herself.

Cheng Lydia turned abruptly to stare at him and yelled, “Why didn’t you tell me? Why wouldn’t you tell me when I first asked you? Why …?!”

Her knees went weak and she fell to her knees, prostrating herself on the floor and howling.

If Shen Ron had been willing to tell her that the woman was Yang June’s mother instead of coldly turning away, she would not have remained convinced that the woman was her Godmother, her mother’s best sister, much less let her take a step into her mother’s hospital room.

Turns out there was a purpose and a plan from the first day she showed up!

She just didn’t understand why that woman had driven her mother to death so cruelly, why exactly?

Shen Ron lifted her off the floor and held her shoulders gazing at her, “What happened to her?”

“She’s the one who killed her by talking nonsense in front of my mother!”

“How could it be her?”

“Yeah, how could it be her? Why would she do that? If she was mad at me for stealing you, she could have come at me, why did she do it to my mom? How could she do that …”

“Aren’t only family members allowed in the ward?” Shen Ron was as full of confusion as she was about this matter, and he never even knew how Cheng Lydia and Mrs. Yang were involved.

“She’s been lying to me since way back, lying to me about her being my Godmother, my mom’s best sister, and lying to me about the family card, she’s saving it …” Cheng Lydia regretted it and cried her heart out.

She lifted her tearful face and stared at him accusingly, “I wondered then how the two of you could be together, but you wouldn’t tell me …”

Shen Ron was dumbfounded.

He didn’t mean to refuse to tell her, it was just that both of them were angry at the time, coldly hurting and hitting each other. He thought at the time that she was raging jealous, which was why he had turned away with a cold, sarcastic remark.

“And didn’t you never mention to me that you had a Godmother? Why didn’t you say then that she was your Godmother?” he asked.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Why? He laughed bitterly in frustration.

Because she didn’t feel the need to tell him, because they had never really been honest and open with each other, because they had never thought of each other as the other half of their lives.

Who can blame this? Blame it on the way things are!

This time for Cheng Lydia could not say anything, and now she had only regret in her heart, endless regret …

“Okay, I’m sorry, it’s my fault.” Shen Ron took her into his arms and gently rubbed her back, “It’s happened, there’s no use crying is there?”

“I thought I finally had a home, a mother, but then I killed her …” She howled, tears spilling into his arms.

Never in my life, have I ever regretted anything!

“Come on, it’s got nothing to do with you.”

“How can it not be related? It’s my own stupidity, I’ve been deceived and used, I should have taken the time to investigate the identity of that woman …”

“So it’s still my fault that this started because of me.” He apologized guiltily, “I’m sorry …”

Mrs. Yang slowly descended from upstairs and walked to the sofa before sitting down, surveying the gloomy-faced Shen Ron with a bland smile, “Don’t you understand? People who have a funeral in their family are not allowed to go to other people’s homes.”

“Haven’t you always forbidden me to acknowledge Cheng Lydia as my family?” Shen Ron walked over to the couch opposite her and sat down, looking coldly out of the corner of her eye at the magnificent Mrs. Yang.

He knew all about hating Cheng Lydia as soon as he knew it, but he didn’t know that she turned out to be sneaking up on her and hurting her early on.

“What? Are you here to accuse me?”

“Aren’t you ashamed at all that you killed Lydia’s mother?”

“Lydia? How affectionate to call.” Mrs. Yang smiled coldly and took a sip from the cup of tea Aimee handed her, “Who can assume that I killed her mother? Only Cheng Lydia herself can’t, can she?”

“Would Lydia’s mother be agitated and spitting blood if you hadn’t run off and said those things?”

“I was merely telling her the truth, who knew she would be so desperate?” Mrs. Yang didn’t think so.

Shen Ron leapt up from the couch and gazed at her condescendingly, “If you think you can tether June and I to each other in this way, then you’re naive. Even without Cheng Lydia, there are so many other women in the world, and even if I myself am willing to keep my body for June for the rest of my life, do you think my grandmother will be willing?”

“So what? You used that as a reason to stick with Cheng Lydia every day, taking her on trips to Japan, going to Tiandu to charter a venue to watch shooting stars, and you were even willing to give her your own life, right? When you risked your life to help her block the brick and save her from the car accident, did you ever think about what would happen to my June if you died? Did you ever think about it?” Mrs. Yang followed suit and stood up from the sofa, accusing angrily.

Aimee stepped aside in a nice, soothing voice, urging her to calm down, and was pushed to the side instead.

“Even so, you should have come at me, not at her mother, do you know how important her mother is to her? Do you know how much pain and suffering it took her to bring her mother back from her coma?”

“All I know is that I only have one daughter, June, and all I know is that my June is about to be abandoned by the man she loves most!”

“I told you I wouldn’t abandon her!”

“Your word has not been trusted since Cheng Lydia married into The Shen Family!”

The louder the two men got, the more agitated they became.

Shen Ron, however, stopped abruptly at her words, and he looked askance at the angry Mrs. Yang, his voice tone softening but still grim: “I warn you, don’t touch Cheng Lydia’s hair again, and you don’t need to interfere in my affairs with June.”

“I’m not interfering?” Mrs. Young smiled ruefully, “If I hadn’t interfered, I guess you would have thrown June out a long time ago.”

“Please don’t insult my feelings for June, and don’t take advantage of my feelings for June, my tolerance for you is not without limits, so be good to yourself!” Shen Ron threw that down and turned to walk quickly towards the door.

Only after watching his back walk out of the mansion did Mrs. Yang fall softly back onto the sofa and smile ruefully.

Shen Ron, you will never know why I did what I did, you will never know that Cheng Lydia is not like the women of the world!

Cheng Lena’s funeral was a simple affair with little or no ceremony or program.

The mother and daughter who raised their eyes couldn’t be complicated if they wanted to be.

Cheng Lydia buried her mother’s ashes in a cemetery outside of town, without even a photo on the headstone. Because she had no memories of her mother in her heart, she never had the chance to take a picture of her in the past five years.

The air was drizzling on this day, and the air was wet and cold.

Cheng Lydia knelt at her mother’s grave, the cold wind ruffling the hair on her cheeks, her eyes red and swollen but long dried of tears.

Behind her, Shen Ron held a large black umbrella over her head, but his own body was already half wet. Apart from Shen Ron, there were no relatives or friends present, and the surroundings were silent except for the sound of the wind and rain.

Thanks to Shen Ron, he was by her side day and night, and he helped her with Cheng Lena’s funeral.

Cheng Lydia was grateful that he was able to put aside his work to do this nominal filial duty in the midst of his busy schedule, and at this moment, Cheng Lydia had no other family around her but Shen Ron.

But she knew … in her heart that if that marriage certificate was missing, Shen Ron would be nothing more than an outsider.

“The rain is getting worse, let’s go back.” Shen Ron took her up off the ground.

Cheng Lydia, like a lifeless puppet, allowed himself to be swept into his arms and carried in the direction of the entrance to the cemetery.

Shen Ron escorted her into the carriage, turned on the heat, and poured another cup of hot water from the thermos into her hand. Cheng Lydia silently took the cup of water, and her palm was instantly filled with a warmth.

She glanced up at him and quietly uttered two words, “Thank you.”

Shen Ron stroked the messy hair on her head and said softly, “Go home first, take a shower, get a good night’s sleep, and take your time with the rest tomorrow.”

“Good.” She remained wooden as a machine.

Shen Ron hesitates for a moment and asks, “Which side do you want to go back to?”

Which way back? Cheng Lydia finally reacts, with her mother gone, her home gone, and no reason for her marriage to Shen Ron to continue any longer, where else can she go?

When she didn’t say anything, Shen Ron decided abruptly, “Then let’s go back to Taian to live for a few days.”

After Cheng Lydia and Shen Ron left, two figures walked into the quiet cemetery, the same black umbrellas, black clothes, walking slowly in two directions, one south and one north towards Cheng Lena’s grave.

As they approached Cheng Lena’s grave, their steps stopped at the sight of each other and a look of surprise appeared on their faces, clearly not expecting to see each other in this way after so much time had passed.

“It’s been a long time.” Gu William smiled lightly and gazed at her quietly.

“Long time no see.” Chung Grace returned his shallow, distant smile.

Actually, it hadn’t been long since the last hospital separation.

“I thought you’d gone back to France, it seems not.” Gu William said.

“No.”

“If people are in LS City, why didn’t they show up until today?” Gu William didn’t understand.

“And what about you? And why did you just show up today?”

“I’m not like you, you’re her best friend, and I’m just the last person she wants to see and always bring her trouble.”

Chung Grace looked at his self-deprecatingly handsome face and smiled bitterly, “Obviously I was right here in LS City, but I never had the courage to stand in front of Lydia and walk her through these most difficult days, Shen Ron was right, I don’t deserve to be Lydia’s best friend at all.”

“You think too much, Lydia never hated you.”

“It is because she has never hated that makes it harder for me.” She knew, of course, that Lydia had never hated her, had never wanted to compete with her for Gu William; it was she herself who had been paranoid about hating her, turning her envy into jealousy, and eventually morphing into hatred.

Not even being there for Lydia’s mother during her surgery, much less visiting her mother when she woke up, so much so that she missed the opportunity to meet her.

She envied Cheng Lydia the ease with which she could get Gu William’s heart, because that was something she could not get with all her tricks!

“Lydia would be delighted if she knew you were visiting mother.”

“She wouldn’t have, I think she must have been broken hearted by me.” Chung Grace bent down and placed the white chrysanthemum in her arms in front of Cheng Lena’s tombstone, bowed three times and then gazed at the name on the tombstone and apologized, “Auntie, you must think I’m selfish and unreasonable too, right? I’m sorry I couldn’t visit you when you were awake, I will definitely visit you more often in the future, and in your spirit, bless Lydia with good luck and happiness from now on.”

She closed her eyes, two teardrops rolling down from the corners.

Gu William looked at her and thought for the first time that she wasn’t actually as unintelligent as she thought she was.

Cheng Lydia spent three full days closed up in Taianju before she got a slight reprieve from the fact that her mother had left.

For the past three days, Shen Ron had been working during the day and coming back at night to be with her, and he had called Amy from Shen Mansion because he didn’t feel comfortable with her. During that time, the old lady came to visit her once and said some reassuring words.

Today was her mother’s first seventh day, Cheng Lydia went to the cemetery accompanied by Shen Ron, when she came back Shen Mu will park the car downstairs, sideways glance at her: “I have to go to the office, can you go up by yourself?”