If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 415: Chapter 415: Calm Down, Calm Down
She reached for a teacup on the bedside table in frustration and threw it to the ground, shattering it.

“Why come to me drunk and incoherent!”

With a “clang,” Shen Chi heard everything clearly from next door, and his temper almost flared up.

There was no reason for her to lash out at him like this; it was utterly unreasonable. He really didn’t know what had upset her.

Shen Chi smoked several cigarettes in a row before finally turning off the light and going to bed.

That night, he didn’t sleep at all. He woke up in the morning with a severe headache and had no choice but to rest at home.

In the morning, he went downstairs first.

“Young Master Four, good morning,” the butler greeted him as he came down, quickly bringing over a steaming hot breakfast.

Shen Chi pulled out a chair, perhaps a bit too forcefully, as it made a significant noise.

The butler jumped, because Shen Chi was usually an extremely graceful man who would never pull a chair out like that.

Upon closer inspection, Shen Chi’s complexion seemed off.

“Young Master Four, you don’t look so good. Did you drink too much last night?”

“I’m fine.”

Shen Chi spoke in a deep voice, casually picking up a glass of milk and selecting a piece of oatmeal cake.

“This… I don’t know if Chaomu is awake yet. I’ll go upstairs and bring her breakfast,” said the butler.

“Does she need someone to bring her breakfast to bed every day?” Shen Chi asked coldly.

He left early every day and didn’t know what time she would get up; he never asked.

“Chaomu is pregnant, and she’s prone to sleepiness, but she can’t skip breakfast, so I usually bring it up to her.”

“Spoiled! From now on, wake her up at eight every morning!”

“This… Young Master Four, let Chaomu sleep a bit more, she is pregnant after all. Besides, it’s not a trouble for me to bring breakfast upstairs,” the butler said, clearly feeling uneasy.

“Being pregnant means maintaining regular hours, too. If you keep indulging her, she’ll only get lazier!”

“Um…” the butler was inwardly contemptuous—it was you who spoiled her first.

The butler fell silent, and so did Shen Chi.

He quietly ate his breakfast, and halfway through, he looked at his wristwatch.

It was well past eight, and Xu Chaomu was utterly silent.

He didn’t want to intrude; after finishing his breakfast, he took his laptop and sat on the couch to work.

The butler was ready to take the hot breakfast upstairs to Xu Chaomu.

When Shen Chi saw this, he immediately stopped him: “From today on, let her get up and eat by herself!”

“This… Young Master Four, keeping early hours is good, but Chaomu is in a special condition now, isn’t she? Maybe we can talk about this after a while,” the butler suggested.

The butler was in a bind, whether to go upstairs or not.

What was going on with the two of them? Had they fought?

“No need.”

Just then, Xu Chaomu’s clear but weary voice came from the top of the stairs.

“From now on, there’s no need to bring me anything,” Xu Chaomu said indifferently.

“Chaomu, what are you doing? Put down the suitcase, what’s going on here,” the butler panicked as Xu Chaomu emerged in the morning holding a suitcase, ready to come downstairs.

The butler hurried upstairs, she couldn’t dare let Xu Chaomu carry the suitcase herself.

Shen Chi raised his head, and his sharp gaze met Xu Chaomu’s.

Throwing tantrums, always throwing tantrums!

Yesterday morning everything was fine, but by evening she had become a different person.

“Butler, this is none of your business. I just don’t want to live in the Shen Family home anymore,” Xu Chaomu said without looking up.

“Is it because the food I cook isn’t to your liking, or is there something else I’m not taking care of properly?” the butler asked anxiously.

“No, butler, please let me go,” Xu Chaomu insisted.

The butler grasped her hand, refusing to let her move.

At that moment, Shen Chi set down his laptop and walked over with long strides from the spiral staircase!

He exuded a chill, and the look in his eyes was as cold as ice.

“Young Master Four…” the butler saw him approaching and dared not say another word.

Shen Chi stood in front of Xu Chaomu, looking at her coldly.

Xu Chaomu didn’t raise her head, but she felt the strong presence and the austere coldness coming from him.

“You, get out,” Shen Chi said coldly to the butler.

“Ah, Young Master Four, let’s talk this out calmly. Chaomu’s still pregnant, be calm,” the butler advised.

However, she didn’t know if her words were effective at all, because, after all, the child Xu Chaomu was carrying wasn’t Shen Chi’s.

Shen Chi was a normal man, and it was unlikely he held no resentment towards the child.

The butler had no choice but to make several meaningful glances at Xu Chaomu, but Xu Chaomu kept her head down, looking at her suitcase.

With no other option, the butler left slowly. As soon as the butler left, the atmosphere upstairs grew even colder.

Shen Chi blocked Xu Chaomu’s way, his piercing gaze fixed on her face.

Xu Chaomu gripped the handle of the suitcase, planning to walk past him down the stairs.

But the moment she moved, Shen Chi forcefully grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him!

“Xu Chaomu, what tantrum is this?” he said in a deep voice, his gaze stern.

Her wrist hurt from his grip, and Xu Chaomu winced in pain.

“I’m not throwing a tantrum.”

“Still denying it? Want me to show you in a mirror? Huh?”

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

“Fine, if you weren’t my wife, I would be too lazy to talk to you.”

When Shen Chi had come upstairs, he had intended to reproach her sternly, but he greatly overestimated himself.

In front of others, he could keep a stern face, and anyone who dared to provoke him would be sent rolling out the door.

But when it came to Xu Chaomu, he’d hold back his temper, and all his aura would be reined in.

Last night he couldn’t be bothered to cajole her; now he had no choice but to do so.

If he didn’t take care of his own wife well, who knows, she might run off with someone else. She was a slippery one, faster than anybody.

Forget it, he was a man, and a man should not quarrel with a woman, especially not with a pregnant woman.

“Shen Chi, I want a divorce.”

“Fine, I got it,” Shen Chi said expressionlessly.

“When shall we go to the civil affairs bureau?”

“When I feel better about it.”

“Then until you feel better, we should not see each other.”

Xu Chaomu snorted coldly and grabbed the handle of her suitcase, ready to drag it away.

Shen Chi wouldn’t let her go and pulled her back: “Were you upset by something yesterday?”

“No,” Xu Chaomu replied, head down, not looking at him.

“Won’t tell me the truth? Huh?”

“Aren’t you annoying, Shen Chi? Can’t you be a man and stop nagging?”

There it was again… Infuriated, Shen Chi cupped her chin and planted a kiss on her.

She’d told him countless times whether he was really a man; in a month, he’d definitely show her whether he was a man or not.

Xu Chaomu was dumbstruck; every time she couldn’t be argued down, he’d resort to kissing her.

If he yelled at her, she could yell back; if he dared to hit her, she could hit back; but when he kissed her, she certainly wouldn’t kiss back.

Beast, bastard.

Shen Chi’s kiss was punitive from the very start, heavy and forceful.