Gu Moqian heard that weak "thank you," and it was like a fatal blow to him.
Since Ji Wei had woken up, she hadn't responded to him at all—neither crying, nor yelling, nor expressing hatred. Her indifference was what terrified Gu Moqian.
Yes, terrified.
He had grown up amidst countless storms in the treacherous business world, making life-and-death decisions, building up the Gu Family step by step, facing numerous formidable opponents, and escaping death many times. He had never experienced fear before.
But this time, he was afraid.
He was afraid that Ji Wei would treat him as a stranger from now on, ignoring him entirely, even unwilling to see him ever again.
This was more despairing than her hating him.
She wanted to erase him completely from her life.
Gu Moqian's hand clutched tightly at his chest, his fingers gripping the fabric of his suit into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and the tormenting spasms he was enduring surged over him, stronger than ever.
