Volume One, Chapter Twelve: She's Not My Child!

Suddenly lifted into the air, Lin Zhiwan instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

At this moment, Fu Yanzhou had already raised his foot and was heading toward the door.

Having been married to him for five years, Lin Zhiwan naturally understood what he intended to do now.

But they were about to divorce!

What did he mean by this?

“Put me down!”

Lin Zhiwan pushed against his chest, but she was burning with fever, her voice hoarse, and the little strength in her hands felt more like scratching an itch.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Yanzhou had carried her into the master bedroom.

Lin Zhiwan found herself back on that familiar large bed.

Just as she was about to speak, the man pressed down on her.

“Fu Yanzhou, what do you want to do?”

Curling into a ball, Lin Zhiwan sat up cautiously, eyes wary as they met his.

Fu Yanzhou furrowed his brows slightly and reached out his large hand toward her.

Just as Lin Zhiwan was thinking of how to escape, his hand bypassed her, reaching for the drawer by the bed.

He pulled out a thermometer and tossed it onto her, then straightened up.

His tone remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

“Do you think I’m going to do anything to you?”

His eyes scanned her with mockery.

Indeed, Fu Yanzhou would never find himself irresistibly drawn to her.

Lin Zhiwan laughed bitterly inside; perhaps, in his eyes, she wasn’t even a woman.

She placed the thermometer aside and got up from the bed.

Fu Yanzhou was unbuttoning his shirt cuffs when he saw her moving to leave; he instinctively grabbed her wrist and frowned.

“Where are you going again?”

Lin Zhiwan was pulled close, their bodies nearly touching. Only then did she catch the scent on him.

It was a woman’s perfume.

And that scent—she felt she had smelled it somewhere before.

At that moment, Lin Zhiwan was fully awake.

While she had stayed up all night caring for Jin Xing, this man had been fooling around with another woman!

Lin Zhiwan gathered her slipping outer garment and pushed his hand away.

“I’m going to check on Jin Xing.”

Hearing this, Fu Yanzhou said, “You’re still feverish; lie down and rest first. I’ll look after Jin Xing.”

With that, he turned and walked out.

But suddenly, he recalled that Lin Zhiwan had followed him to Wangjiang Tide yesterday. He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.

“If you really cared about Jin Xing, you wouldn’t be causing all these troubles.”

Lin Zhiwan looked up, meeting Fu Yanzhou’s usual disdainful gaze.

Her heart sank deeply, and anger welled up.

“What do you mean by that?”

Fu Yanzhou coldly raised his eyelids and scrutinized Lin Zhiwan.

“You’ve been away for so many days, and when you finally come back, you use Jin Xing’s illness as an excuse to dress like that. Do you think I can’t see through your intentions? And you’ve even exhausted yourself to the point of fever. Lin Zhiwan, could you please stop having these ridiculous thoughts!”

His words chilled Lin Zhiwan to the bone.

So, in his heart, everything she did was just to seduce him!

She raised her eyes to meet his loathing gaze.

She had her own dignity and pride; she did not want Fu Yanzhou to look down on her or think that her request for divorce was just a game of playing hard to get, that in truth, she couldn’t let go of their daughter.

Suppressing her reluctance, for the first time in front of Fu Yanzhou, she spoke words she did not truly mean.

“Do you think I want to take care of Fu Jin Xing? She’s not my child. On what grounds do you expect me to care for her? You’re her biological father. When she’s sick and uncomfortable, where have you been?”

Fu Jin Xing was standing just outside the door and had heard every word.

The little girl stood barefoot, overwhelmed and helpless.

So, Lin Zhiwan really didn’t consider her her own child.

“Miss, why are you barefoot here?”

A servant suddenly appeared and stepped forward to pick up Fu Jin Xing, carrying her back to the nursery.

Fu Jin Xing stared at the tightly closed door and vigorously wiped her face, refusing to let her tears fall.

If Lin Zhiwan didn’t like her, then she would stop liking Lin Zhiwan too!

Inside the room, Fu Yanzhou looked coldly at Lin Zhiwan.

He could hardly believe the words she had just spoken.

Though she had been emotional and jealous before, she had always taken good care of Jin Xing.

He never expected her to say such things today.

“Lin Zhiwan! I never imagined you would be such a narrow-minded woman. Don’t forget, I married you in the first place…”

Lin Zhiwan interrupted him impatiently.

“You married me just to find a mother for Jin Xing! Aren’t you tired of saying that? I’m sick of hearing it! Haven’t you already found someone who can take care of Jin Xing? Then why not let her come back to look after her? Are you unwilling? Or do you realize that taking care of a child isn’t easy? You spent the whole night with your new lover, leaving your daughter to me, this so-called ‘scheming’ woman. What kind of good father are you?”

Having finished her tirade, Lin Zhiwan pushed past the man blocking the doorway, opened the door, and left the bedroom.

Only Fu Yanzhou remained inside, the sound of the door slamming shut heavily behind him.

That woman! She actually slammed the door in his face!

She had indeed been following him and even knew about the matter with Jing He.

Had he been too lenient with her lately?

Running away from home and stalking him!

Neglecting Jin Xing’s care and shifting the blame onto him!

Lin Zhiwan was utterly unreasonable!

In the nursery, Lin Zhiwan thought Jin Xing was still asleep.

She stood at the door, took a deep breath to calm herself, and then pushed it open.

She did not want to pass on her emotions to the child.

But to her surprise, Jin Xing was already awake and sitting up.

Lin Zhiwan immediately stepped forward.

“Why are you awake? Does your body still itch? Auntie will put some more medicine on you.”

“Go away!”

Fu Jin Xing suddenly stood up and pushed Lin Zhiwan away fiercely.

“I don’t want your fake kindness! Go away!”

With that, Jin Xing shoved Lin Zhiwan out of the room.

Lin Zhiwan was only wearing pajamas at the time.

She knocked on the door, “Jin Xing, please let me in to change my clothes first.”

Jin Xing wiped her tears behind the door, her mind filled with the words she had just heard.

“I hate you. I never want to see you again. Go away!”

Lin Zhiwan’s hand hovered in midair, and she stopped knocking.

She felt ridiculous.

She had been summoned by a single phone call to stay up all night caring for the child, but now that the child had gotten better, the first thing was to cast her aside.

In the eyes of the Fu family, she was nothing more than a servant who comes when called and leaves when dismissed.

At that moment, she no longer wished to suffer humiliation there.

She turned, went downstairs, grabbed her car keys, and left the Fu residence.

Hearing the noise, Fu Jin Xing ran barefoot to the window and indeed saw Lin Zhiwan walking away without looking back.