His Genius Wife Is A Superstar novel Chapter 778

Chapter 778 - Grief

"Everything is just...too much," Jin Liwei said as his entire body became more taut. He resembled an agitated beast while continuing to stalk inside their bedroom.

Iris could only watch him, knowing that he was grieving for the loss of his sworn brother, the real Lu Zihao, who died in a ski accident far away in a foreign country.

He stopped all of a sudden and faced her. "The one inside my fifth brother...he’s really your brother?"

She nodded.

"Are you glad that your brother is alive inside my fifth brother?"

Her eyes filled with tears but she couldn’t lie to him about this, so she nodded.

The trembling of his body intensified and his jaw hardened. Contrary to her expectations, however, he also nodded and said in a harsh voice, "Good!"

"G-good?" she asked in confusion.

"Your brother...he has Fifth Brother’s memories? Just like how you also have Long Xiulan’s memories?"

She nodded.

"That’s good," he repeated. "Fifth Brother might be...d-dead but at least his memories are still alive even if another person now owns them including his body."

"Oh, Liwei."

"And he’s your brother. I should be thankful that it’s not a random stranger. If he’s your brother, I’m sure that he’s a good person just like you. I can trust him with my fifth brother’s body and memories."

Guilt filled her after hearing him say that her brother was a good person. Well, her brother was indeed a good person to her but not necessarily to other people. The truth was that Nikolai Vetrov was regarded by many as the devil incarnate himself, a terror to humanity. She didn’t know how to tell Jin Liwei that such a terrifying man now owned his sworn brother’s body.

"I know all this now...but fuck." Jin Liwei dropped to a sitting position on the chaise longue. His whole body was bent forward in a defeated pose. He rubbed his face hard before finally covering his eyes with his hands.

The sight caused a great, twisting pain in Iris’ heart. She climbed off the bed and hurried towards him, not caring about the medicinal smell on his body. She stood in front of him and pulled him in an embrace.

His arms immediately wrapped around her waist, hugging her so hard that it was almost painful. However, she didn’t complain but took it instead. Her man was hurting. If she could share his pain even for just a little, then she would gladly offer herself. He pressed his face against her stomach and not long after, she felt warm dampness soaking the front of her nightdress.

He didn’t make a sound, neither did she. But to her, his silent grief was painfully loud. All she could do right now was to provide him with this simple comfort. Her hands caressed his hair and massaged his head. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you’re not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It’s very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please read this novel on W e b n o v e l. Thank you! -Arria Cross]

She didn’t notice that she had began singing a soothing Italian song. Her voice was a little husky due to it being dry from all the crying and emotional conversation they had. Despite this, her tone still sounded crystal clear and the melody flowed throughout the entire room like a calming river. It didn’t only soothe him but herself as well until the medicinal scent wafting from him didn’t bother her anymore.

After some time, Jin Liwei rubbed his face on her nightdress before withdrawing. His eyes were red and swollen and the front of her nightdress was damp but she didn’t comment anything about it.

"Feel better?" she whispered while continuing to caress his hair.

"En."

She leaned down and gave his lips a soft, gentle kiss.