Chapter 1411: Chapter 1411: I Hate Him the Most
Third Young Master Jun shuddered, touched the cheek she had slapped red, then smiled indifferently: "That’s why I didn’t tell you, Lu’er. You are ultimately a good person, whereas I have never been one—nor do I carry any moral burden. Other people’s lives have nothing to do with me."
"Lu’er, we have always been people from two different worlds, with different beliefs and paths to follow. Take care of yourself."
Third Young Master Jun stood up and left.
Su Feiman stared at Ye Lu’s devastated expression: "Actually, I quite admire you. It’s just a pity that you and he are not the same kind of people. Being with him will only hinder his path."
If Ye Lu were also an ambitious, unscrupulous and scheming individual.
He wouldn’t mind fulfilling their relationship. But unfortunately, she is not. Her presence keeps King’s compassion alive — yet for a king, the last thing he needs is softness or mercy.
The Godfather left.
Ye Lu sat there quietly, like a stone sculpture, unmoving, her gaze vacant and hollow, as if someone had extracted her soul.
Even Dr. K felt pity for her as he watched, especially when he thought about last night. She had raced so desperately to beg him to save Third Young Master Jun, giving everything she had, even her life — exhausting herself for a glimmer of hope in utter despair.
However, her efforts had been completely destroyed by Third Young Master Jun without mercy.
The pain wasn’t only from reality, but also spiritual. She likely never imagined that Third Young Master Jun’s convictions would run counter to hers, that he would commit sins she could never accept.
"What are you planning to do?" Although he knew her current state of mind was deeply wounded, Dr. K still pressed her.
Because her decision would affect the future of everything.
"What can I do? What on earth can I do to change everything? But he left. He doesn’t want me or the child anymore." Ye Lu buried her face in her hands, crying painfully, feeling so helpless, feeling so lost.
Even if she gave everything she had, creating a sliver of hope to keep him alive, he still didn’t want it.
She was truly losing her mind, confronted by such an obstinate man. She wished she could kill him, rather than watch him walk resolutely toward a path of destruction.
Seeing her pain, Dr. K sighed deeply and placed his hand on her head.
"Sometimes, letting go is also a form of better protection!"
"Who wants to protect him?" Ye Lu’s pale, hollow face was void of expression. "I hate him. The person I hate most is him!"
He has never understood what it is I truly wanted.
Her heart hurt so much, so weak and sorrowful.
Every time she was forced to accept an unwilling fate.
She believed she could change everything, yet what she faced was an even crueler blow from reality.
She was utterly exhausted and didn’t know how much longer she could hold on.
The phone rang. It was Tang Sen, telling her the stock price of S Corporation had skyrocketed and instructing her to return to the company to preside over a high-level meeting to strategize and seize the momentum.
Ye Lu numbly put down the phone. Before, she had been so enthusiastic, passionate, and desperately competitive to fight for it. But now, she had no idea what meaning there was in such rivalry.
Yet she dared not think about anything, fearing that the more she thought, the closer she’d come to collapsing.
Ye Lu returned to the company. S Corporation was thriving, unquestionably so. Many investors who attended the quarterly banquet were fervently optimistic about her.
The Ji Clan and Ross Family’s statements further coated her in gold. Things were now different from the past. Even the media was extensively reporting on her various stories, praising her abilities, and suggesting that her assumption of leadership over the Hua Clan was a foregone conclusion.
For several consecutive days, Ye Lu threw herself madly into work, without pause, like a gear endlessly spinning round and round.
