Neither of them had slept well the night before.
Shen Jin woke up that morning and climbed out of bed with dark circles under her eyes. There were still faint damp patches on her pillow. She did not need to think to know those were her own handiwork after she had fallen asleep last night.
After leaving her room and entering the living room, she felt deeply dejected. What had happened last night had left her completely out of sorts. Still groggy from her lack of sleep, she felt as though none of this was real.
Yun Xiaoran had already washed up and prepared breakfast, but he was out on the balcony looking at the distant scenery, paying her no attention.
Even when he saw her, he merely nodded and offered a simple greeting, then refused to say another word.
Faced with this, she sat on the sofa, frantic with anxiety, yet could do nothing about Yun Xiaoran's cold shoulder.
He had not shown any particular interest or appreciation even for the pajamas she had painstakingly chosen last night, changing out of one set after another outside the bathroom.
His gradual withdrawal was like a frog being slowly boiled, almost too subtle for her to feel. Yet she could still sense his feelings for her fading.
Being anxious but unable to change anything was what suffocated her most.
Though Shen Jin was listless, she forced herself to work up an appetite. After a few mouthfuls of hot porridge and a steamed bun, her mood gradually improved.
She also needed to discuss their arrangements after returning home with Yun Xiaoran, because, judging by the dates...
The day she returned home should be exactly the day their divorce waiting period ended.
Her parents were merely an excuse to stall. Without them, what