CEO Husbands Crazy Love For His Little Wife

"I Love You, Im Guilty"

Olivia Tan once said: "My obsession runs too deep; if I were to live without embracing you, I would go mad." Everyone has an obsession, and Olivias is Mason Shen. Her persistence has turned into an obsession, and obsession is something that harms both the self and others.

Olivia doesnt care about hurting herself, but she does care about hurting him and others. So, when she understood this truth, she made a decision that no one expected鈥攕he let go, setting him free.

But as she said, if she were to live without embracing Mason Shen, she would go mad. Exhausted, Olivia, on a dusk filled with rosy clouds, lay quietly in a pool of blood in her apartment, her face incredibly peaceful. She thought she had finally ended this obsession of unrequited love...

Mason Shen got the freedom he had always dreamed of but lost her in the process, only to find that life had become incredibly dull, as if he had lost something incredibly important... Olivia Tan, he regretted.

...

Olivia Tan was standing in the kitchen, making the last supper for that person, although... she had never seen him take a single bite of her cooking.

Stirring the hot porridge in the casserole, Olivia let out a self-mocking smile... This porridge had been simmering for five or six hours to achieve a thick yet not greasy texture, but even with such careful preparation, what did it matter?

That person would never eat a bite of her cooking; she had seen him, hungry at night, casually eat a cup of instant noodles... He would rather eat ramen than a single bite of her food.

Under the light, Olivias face was somewhat pale as she checked the time: 23:58... In two minutes, he would be back.

At exactly 24:00, the front door of the villa made a sound, and Olivia glanced at her watch again... Sure enough, it was 24:00, on the dot, not a minute early or late, a thick layer of self-mockery in her eyes.

She forced that person to come home every day, not to stay overnight, and he chose to step into this house at exactly 24:00 every day.

"Since youre back, lets eat. I made your favorite Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, and Black Chicken and Mushroom Porridge," Olivia said, turning towards the dining table.

Suddenly, a gust of hot air brushed her ear, and someone blew a breath on her neck: "Mrs. Shen, right at 24:00," Mason Shens magnetic, deep voice murmured in her ear, mockingly:

"I have fully complied with that contract, sincerely fulfilling every demand of Mrs. Shen, obeying every command of Mrs. Shen, huh..."

Like a cold ice pick!

Caught off guard, it stabbed Olivias heart in pain.

Olivia clenched her fists, a trace of pain and sorrow in her eyes.

Seven years, she thought she should have been used to it by now... In the end... The self-mockery in Olivias eyes deepened.

Ignoring the pain in her heart: "Have some porridge, you reek of alcohol, you must have had a lot to drink at the reception today, have some porridge to soothe your stomach," she said, ladelling a bowl of Black Chicken Porridge for Mason.

Mason walked to the dining table with a playful disregard for the world, his long fingers tapping twice, a bit of ruffian in his demeanor, and then he actually picked up the spoon beside him. Olivias eyes brightened, a flash of surprise... He never ate anything she made.

Mason clearly caught the joy in Olivias eyes, a fleeting sarcasm in his cold eyes, "Click," the spoon in his hand neatly thrown into the small bowl, teasingly looking at Olivia:

"Mrs. Shen, arent you sick of it? Every day, playing the loving couple," his gaze swept over the table of dishes, then fell back on Olivias pale face, his sharp words shattering the last bit of Olivias dream:

"In seven years, have I ever eaten a bite of your cooking?" Mason suddenly turned: "Pathetic!"

Olivia stood under the light, her face rendered even paler by the illumination.