My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy - Chapter 426

Chapter 426: Chapter 426: Obsessive Love

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“What?”

Lin Nansheng’s body trembled upon hearing the news, nearly losing his balance completely. Fortunately, I stood by his side and quickly steadied him with my hand.

“Uncle Lin, you must take care of yourself! This isn’t a recent event; it happened many years ago.”

Clinging to my arm tightly, Lin Nansheng’s voice shook as he said:

“You’re saying Xianjing has passed away?”

“Yes, she left us long ago!”

In an instant, Lin Nansheng seemed to have taken a heavy blow, his vigor drained away, making him appear several years older in the blink of an eye.

He staggered backward, clutching his chest with a hand, his face contorted in extreme pain.

Just then, Wu Lijuan came to open the door, and upon seeing his condition, helped me support Lin Nansheng into the house.

“I have some acute rescue heart pills here…”

Having been sick before, Wu Lijuan had stocked up on various heart medications at home. Noticing that Lin Nansheng had a heart problem, she quickly administered the pills.

She then gave him a cup of boiled water to drink.

After taking the medication, Lin Nansheng’s previously pale complexion gradually regained its color.

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The pained expression on his face also disappeared.

“Uncle Lin, is it serious? Should I take you to the hospital to have a look?”

“No need, it’s nothing. It’s just an old ailment,” he waved his hand dismissively. Seeing that his condition had returned to normal, I introduced him,

“This is Mrs. Song, she is…”

Before I could finish speaking, Wu Lijuan took over the conversation, as I had briefed her on the general situation over the phone prior to our meeting.

At that moment, she took the initiative to introduce herself,

“You must be Mr. Lin, right? I am Xianjing’s sister-in-law, and also her close friend…”

“Mrs. Song!”

“You can call me Lijuan. Actually, I was a classmate and close friend of Xianjing, oh!”

After Song Shixiong was convicted, Wu Lijuan had long since divorced him.

Therefore, she preferred not to be referred to as Mrs. Song in public.

Lin Nansheng was deeply distressed,

“How did Xianjing die?”

“After giving birth, she suffered from postpartum depression. At its worst, she had suicidal tendencies. Later, I brought her to see a doctor, and after medication, she got much better. But at some point, she stopped her medication on her own. On the surface, she seemed no different from usual. Then one day, out of the blue, she hung herself with a rope…”

As Wu Lijuan recounted the past, tears streamed down her cheeks.

I couldn’t help but cry along.

Lin Nansheng was filled with guilt,

“It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault! I failed to take good care of her! I let her down! If only I had visited the Song Family more often back then, if only I had understood the situation better, she wouldn’t have gone through this suffering. How foolish I was!”

People often do foolish things in their youth.

“Mr. Lin, it has already come to this, there’s no need for self-reproach. This was Xianjing’s fate, oh!”

Wu Lijuan sighed deeply.

Removing his glasses, Lin Nansheng’s old tears blurred his vision.

No amount of tissues could keep up with them.

After consoling him for a long time, Lin Nansheng’s emotions gradually stabilized. However, despite accepting the harsh reality, disappointment was undeniable in the depths of his eyes.

His former lover, never to be seen again.

The thought was indeed distressing.

After a while, Lin Nansheng composed himself and looked at Wu Lijuan,

“Did she leave any last words or instructions before she departed?”

Wu Lijuan sighed,

“She left a letter! Wait here, I’ll go see if I can find it!”

When Wu Lijuan stood up, Lin Nansheng followed suit,

“May I look around the vicinity? I’d like to see the room where Xianjing used to live.”

“Uh, Mr. Lin… Our rooms were demolished and rebuilt. Upstairs, there indeed was a room reserved for Xianjing… but it was merely used to store her belongings. By the time this new house was constructed, she had already passed away.”

“Alright…”

“However, when we rebuilt, we didn’t dismantle much of the garden in the back; it has been preserved just as it was before. You can go to the Rose Garden to take a look; the flowers there were planted by Xianjing herself.”

“Alright, thank you!”

As Lin Nansheng headed to the backyard, I quietly followed behind him.

The slanting summer sun shone from the other side of the wall.

Its light pierced through the dense foliage, casting a lonely shadow over him. His figure stretched long on the ground, and his steps appeared heavy and sluggish.

In fact, I had visited this backyard countless times as a child, chasing butterflies and catching cicadas.

But my aunt probably worried that it would remind me of my mother, so she never mentioned that the Rose Garden was planted by her.

However, in my memory, my aunt often came here to prune the roses herself.

Every time she returned from trimming, her eyes were always red.

She would say it was mosquito bites, but now I know it was her way of paying tribute to my mother.

Lin Nansheng walked very slowly; he reached out to touch the stone benches and chairs and then caressed the tall tree trunks with his hands.

On the winding stone path, it seemed as though traces of memory remained within the passage of time.

There was also a swing in the Rose Garden. Now, at this season, flower petals filled the courtyard, and a gust of wind made them dance through the air.

Eventually, they settled on the swing. Lin Nansheng walked shakily over to it, sat down slowly, and then looked up at the sky.

He sighed deeply.

“Xianjing, how could you be so foolish, not to wait for my return?”

I didn’t disturb him and quietly returned to the living room alone.

At that moment, Wu Lijuan brought out some sweet soup and set it before me,

“Sigh, if only Xianjing were still alive, the man she waited for has finally come to find her.”

“Indeed!”

“Especially when she was still alive and pregnant, she always talked about this man…”

“It’s such a pity; if she has a spirit in heaven…”

The sweet soup Wu Lijuan made was delicious.

But for some reason, after I finished it, my stomach churned, and I felt better only after going to the restroom and throwing up.

However, out of politeness, I didn’t tell the truth…

Wu Lijuan was talking about Song Zexi again.

“Recently, he took over the company, and now it’s slowly getting back on track. Although there are some difficulties, he’ll soon be able to overcome them… Ah, people, in this lifetime, you never know whether what you’re pursuing is wrong or if you’ve met an unreliable father.”

After half an hour, Lin Nansheng slowly walked back in, looking much older at that moment.

Wu Lijuan hurriedly handed him the letter she was holding.

The envelope was yellowed with age, looking as though it had a history of over twenty years, carrying a woman’s longing from two decades ago.

“When Xianjing passed away, I wasn’t by her side, and I didn’t get to hear if she had any last words… This letter was written by her when she was still lucid.”

Although the cover was entirely yellowed, it was clean with no creases, indicating that Wu Lijuan had kept it well over the years.

Lin Nansheng took it with both hands and bowed deeply, “Thank you!”

Wu Lijuan sighed deeply,

“What’s there to thank me for! This was Xianjing’s wish. To deliver it into the hands of the person it concerns is to fulfill my duty.”

Lin Nansheng sat on the sofa and read the letter through.

Watching the old man wiping his tears, I didn’t have the heart to disturb him.

I just poured him a cup of tea and accompanied him in silence.

After finishing the letter, he carefully folded it and put it into his briefcase, then said to Wu Lijuan,

“In the letter, Xianjing mentioned that she bore me a daughter and named her Yun! I would like to know, where is that child now?”