EHTM | Chapter 10 - I'm so jealous of my big brother

Shen Donghuan took the drunk Xie Shu back to the hotel.

Worried he might feel sick, she made him some hangover soup and fed it to him spoon by spoon.

Under the lamp light, Xie Shu watched Shen Donghuan carefully taking care of him. His voice came out rough.

"Sister-in-law… when my big brother gets drunk, do you take care of him like this too?"

Hearing this, Shen Donghuan paused for a moment.

During the first year of her marriage to Xie Yuming, yes, she took care of him just like she was taking care of Xie Shu now.

But starting the second year, Xie Yuming said he didn't want to disturb her sleep. So whenever he got drunk, he'd stay at his apartment in the city center instead of coming home to their shared place. She hadn't taken care of him like that since then.

It wasn't until she recently found out about Fu Ling that she learned Fu Ling had been living in that same apartment the whole time. Every time Xie Yuming didn't come home, he was actually going to cheat on her with Fu Ling.

Suddenly, Xie Shu spoke again, his voice thick with drunkenness.

"Sister-in-law… I'm really jealous of my big brother. He's got such an amazing wife."

Shen Donghuan snapped back to reality. She pushed down the bitterness in her heart, fed the last spoonful of soup to Xie Shu, and said with a smile, "Not for much longer."

What she meant was: Don't be jealous of Xie Yuming.

Xie Shu swallowed that last sip of soup. Then he suddenly grabbed Shen Donghuan's slim, pale wrist and kissed her.

The sweet soup traveled from his lips to hers.

Xie Shu said in a low, rough voice, "Good. Because soon, you'll be mine."

Then he kissed her harder.

He held onto her waist and kissed her like he couldn't bear to stop.

The next morning.

Shen Donghuan went to the company early. She planned to turn in her resignation as soon as the contract was signed.

Wu Wei always kept his word. Early that morning, he had his assistant deliver the signed contract.

Shen Donghuan took the contract and walked into Xie Yuming's office.

But when she got inside, there was an unexpected guest.

Fu Ling was there, showing off her pregnant belly. She leaned weakly and dramatically against Xie Yuming, whining, "Yuming~ your son kicked me again. My waist hurts so bad. Rub it for me~"

Xie Yuming smiled and rubbed her waist. "Okay, okay. I'll rub it for you."

Shen Donghuan had braced herself for this. But still, seeing them so close and touchy-feely made her heart sting a little.

She had been married to Xie Yuming for three years. One time, she got into a car accident and was stuck in bed, unable to move. Every bone in her body ached like crazy.

With her face pale from pain, she had called Xie Yuming, hoping for just a few kind words to comfort her.

But he barely looked at her. He just said, "Donghuan, the whole company is busy right now. A new project is about to launch. Be good and rest at home. I won't be coming back for a while."

Not even a simple "How are you feeling?"

Stuff like that happened all the time during their three years of marriage.

Back then, Shen Donghuan thought Xie Yuming just didn't know how to care for people because he was so focused on work. So she understood his situation. She swallowed her loneliness and got through those days of being sick and hurt by herself.

But now, seeing how he carefully rubbed Fu Ling's waist just because it was a little sore, seeing how much he cared for Fu Ling…

She finally understood. Xie Yuming did know how to care for someone. He just didn't care for her, his own wife.

Shen Donghuan quickly pulled herself together. She ignored Fu Ling's presence, put on her professional fake smile, and spoke in a distant, cool tone.

"Mr. Xie, this is the contract Mr. Wu just delivered. Please sign it."

Xie Yuming immediately pushed Fu Ling aside and took the contract. "Donghuan, I knew I could count on you. There's no project in this world you can't handle."

Every word was full of praise for Shen Donghuan.

Fu Ling didn't like being treated like she was invisible. And she really didn't like hearing Xie Yuming compliment his wife. She shot a jealous look at the contract and said deliberately, "Wow, big sister is so impressive~ I heard Mr. Wu is a really difficult man. I wonder what methods you used to win him over and get this project."

Then she looked Shen Donghuan up and down, eyeing her nice figure, hinting that maybe she'd used her looks to get the deal.

Hearing this, Xie Yuming narrowed his sharp eyes and questioned her with suspicion.

"Donghuan… how exactly did you negotiate this billion-dollar contract with Mr. Wu? I remember that up until yesterday, he was being stubborn and wouldn't agree. But after just one dinner, the contract shows up first thing in the morning?"

Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit Shen Donghuan's stomach. She felt sick.

She looked back at Xie Yuming's distrustful eyes, her own eyes red, and said, "Mr. Xie, my job was to get the project. How I got it is none of anyone's business."

That last part was aimed directly at Fu Ling.

She didn't need some outsider meddling in her work!

Fu Ling saw that Shen Donghuan was calling her out. She immediately turned to Xie Yuming and said, "Yuming, you said yourself that this contract was hard to get. Now suddenly it's signed and delivered so quickly? There could be something wrong with it. Better be careful."

Xie Yuming's eyes darkened. He stopped mid-signature, set the contract aside, and said, "Leave the contract here. I'll look it over. If everything's fine, I'll sign it later. You can go back to work now."

Shen Donghuan watched this happen and couldn't help but want to laugh.

She had been Xie Yuming's wife for three years. His closest family. She had worked her butt off to get this contract for him.

And yet, her words didn't matter as much as a few sentences from the woman he'd been cheating with for three years. With just a few words, Fu Ling made him completely trust her and doubt everything Shen Donghuan did.

This marriage… was a joke.

Shen Donghuan held back her emotions as much as she could. Calmly, she said, "Okay, Mr. Xie. Take your time."

Then, with her body trembling a little, she forced herself step by step toward the door.

Just as she was about to walk out, Xie Yuming's steady, strong voice stopped her.

"Donghuan. The day after tomorrow is Grandma's 80th birthday. Prepare an extra gift. Fu Ling will come with us to the old family home to celebrate."

When Shen Donghuan heard this, she couldn't hold it together anymore. She whipped around and stared at Xie Yuming in disbelief.

"Xie Yuming… you want to bring Fu Ling, your mistress, to the old family home?"

Seeing Shen Donghuan finally lose her temper, acting just like her old childish self, Xie Yuming felt relieved. Her strange behavior recently had bothered him, but now everything felt normal again.

Like before, he smiled and said, "Donghuan… be good. Just do as I say."

Every time he said that, Shen Donghuan always agreed. And she always did it perfectly.

Like the perfect Mrs. Xie she'd always been.

Shen Donghuan gripped the door handle so hard the veins on the back of her hand popped out. Her fingertips turned white.

Her eyes red, her lips pale, she turned back to look at Xie Yuming and spoke one word at a time.

"Fine. I understand."