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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 749

Chapter 749: Chapter 745: My Little Wife Returns to My Arms Again

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"Wife, you are angry and unwilling to let me touch you, you don’t even ask me a question or listen to my explanation, you keep telling me to leave. Is it because you have already given up on me in your heart?"

If he really obediently leaves, would the next time they meet as a couple be when they are divorcing?

Given his wife’s temperament, Xie Jingchen had no doubt about the possibility of this fact.

Hearing this, Yan Jinsu turned to leave and moved away from Xie Jingchen’s vicinity, albeit just for a moment.

When her petite body completely turned away from him, she faced forward, unraveling her tightly clasped hands, her gaze sliding down—

Once so deeply in love, protecting him with no regard for her own life, what changed between her and him?

Her hands were trembling, her heart was trembling too, even though all the dangers had been solved side by side, in the blink of an eye, they drifted apart?

Xie Jingchen’s gaze also moved beyond his wife’s head and landed on her delicate raised hands, noticing her small hands were silently trembling incessantly.

He was just about to get up and hold her tight, but then he heard her hoarsely murmur:

"Before today, I had never considered it. After tonight, I will think it through."

Xie Jingchen clenched his fists tightly, his voice dull and dim: "What about me?"

"Living, we make choices every day, no one thought that in the end, there would be no way out..." Initially, she thought that as long as they loved each other, they could follow each other to the death.

"I am right here."

Xie Jingchen abruptly interrupted Yan Jinsu’s unfinished words, took a step forward, and followed closely behind his beloved wife, within a fist’s distance, and circled the woman he loved within his chest, pleading in a low murmur:

"Wife, as long as you are willing to turn around, you can easily reach out to me, please don’t leave me—"

He didn’t meticulously care for his beloved little woman just to let her go to someone else in the future!

"No! If we can no longer love, we can part peacefully, you don’t need to deliberately avoid me, I’m not a woman who will pester you endlessly, rest assured..." Yan Jinsu took a deep breath, suppressing the heartache and indignation in her heart, finished speaking rationally, and continued to walk forward—

Xie Jingchen’s entire mind was focused on Yan Jinsu, her subtle emotional changes and the words she spoke, alarmed him, and he suddenly wrapped his arms around her slim waist, growling lowly:

"Wife, who the hell told you I don’t love you anymore? Xie Jingchen loves only you in this lifetime, there’s no other woman but you, have you forgotten?"

If it wasn’t for the extreme love, fearing to hurt her fragile body, he would not have held his emotions so tightly, even afraid that he might momentarily let his emotions injure her, how long has it been since he last held his beloved wife to sleep—

Wait, could it be because of this, the wife thought he had another woman outside?

Thinking back to this afternoon, that brainless employer’s daughter, the actions she deliberately took in front of his wife!

A deep annoyance flashed through Xie Jingchen’s eyes, if it was really because of this reason that made his little wife sad, he would rather kill himself.

"You..." Yan Jinsu stiffened her body, unable to control the trembling, she took a deep breath, clearly wanting to calm down, but in the end still uncontrollably shouted sharply:

"You, let go of me!"

What flashed through Yan Jinsu’s mind all at once was the man behind her and the intimate gestures with that charming young woman—

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