The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife Chapter 1379 - So-Called Love and Hate 7

Chapter 1379 So-Called Love and Hate 7

The weather was a little gloomy. Even though it did not rain, the ground was still quite damp. The hazy sky looked like it was going to rain while the air was filled with mist. The wind was not strong, but it was very cold, and on both sides, it whistled through the trees.
Walking through the cold breeze, one’s mood would feel slightly stifled. Even walking down the stairs, one could feel a chilly draft come through the soles of the shoes.
Doris had already forgotten how Mu Zi looked like. It was only when she stood before this cold tombstone right now that she vaguely recalled how she had looked like back then.
From what she remembered, Mu Zi was neither smart, nor was she a woman who was pleasing to the eye. She could not understand how Gu Qiwu would fancy a woman like this. She looked at those bright and smiling eyes, which were filled with innocence.
Although Gu Qiwu told Doris that she herself was the only woman he always loved, she did not agree.
In Gu Qiwu’s heart, perhaps Mu Zi had taken up a more important position, but she did not want to venture to this forbidden area because this so-called love was not one that Doris wanted. Perhaps, this was karma. The more someone wanted something, the more they would not get it. In the end, she lost to a dead person.
Love?
What was love?
Gu Qiwu claimed that he had given all his love to Doris, but what was the point of that? He had left everything to Mu Zi’s child.
How ironic! When it came to the crux of the matter, she was just Gu Qiwu’s so-called lover while Mu Zi was his first wife!
Long ago, Gu Qiwu already had planned to bring Mu Lingtian back to the Gu family. Back then Gu Qiwu and Mu Zi’s relationship was very much a secret. If it were not for her smarts as well as that one time she found information on Xiang She Residence by accident and saw Mu Zi’s name, she probably would have been still in the dark.
No wonder he would always let their daughter, Lingsha, bring Mu Lingtian home to visit. He would also chat to Mu Lingtian about business or his views of life in a very friendly manner. That level of attention was far beyond what he had for their daughter, Shasha…
After all, Doris was a sharp person too.
“I don’t know whether I should hate you. You’re just a dead person, and the dead win. There doesn’t seem to be a need to talk to you about love and hate now. Thankfully, you’re dead. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I’d do to you now.”
Doris took off her shades and put it into her pocket as her eyes looked coldly at Mu Zi’s picture.
“They all call me vicious, but if I weren’t vicious, I wouldn’t have made it until now or lived the way I do. Mu Zi, I should be lucky that I lived many more years than you did and enjoyed Gu Qiu’s so-called decades of love, so, to be fair, there’s nothing I should be jealous about or hate you for. Initially, your son and daughter could have lived well, but Gu Qiwu doesn’t know his place. I’ve always hated other people stealing my things, so…
“You’re a very silly woman. If you hadn’t fallen in love with Gu Qiwu, you wouldn’t have ended up the way you did today. You died quite leisurely now. Everyone says that the deceased should be respected, but they don’t know that you’re the one who’s at fault here. Mu Tangchuan, Mu Yuchen, Mu Lingtian, Mu Lingshi, and even your mother, Wang Hui…which one of them didn’t suffer because of you? I have done many terrible things, and I should go to hell when I’m dead, but, Mu Zi, you deserve hell even more. As someone who wouldn’t even consider their own kin, you shouldn’t be forgiven. The funny thing is, Mu Yuchen and the rest really think they can sort out all this information so that you’ll rest in peace. You should feel guilty even in death.”
Doris actually felt that she and Mu Zi were both heinous sinners. She had always been clear of her position, but the biggest difference between her and Mu Zi was that even if Doris bore any desire for love and resentment, she would never let the people she cared about be hurt. On the other hand, the foolish and terrible Mu Zi only knew how to hurt her kin that loved her. People like these deserve hell more than she did!
Lowly people were lowly. Their judgment would never be more farsighted than those of royal bloodline. When she thought about this, Doris gave Mu Zi’s a picture a look of disdain. As arrogant as she was, she never thought that a woman like Mu Zi was a match for her. Mu Zi was just a pitiful and foolish woman!
She did not speak much after that. Then, the phone in her pocket suddenly buzzed. She quickly took it out and saw a foreign number. She did not need to guess that it was a call from Glenn.
When the call got through, it was indeed Glenn’s anxious voice. “Miss, the people have gone over. Where are you right now? Miss, what are you trying to do? I’ve already contacted the count. He said…”
Glenn was clearly anxious as his tone filled with worry and anxiety.
“Alright, your mission’s done. You may leave now. Never come back. I’ve already gotten someone to handle your documents. You can still make it in time if you leave now. Don’t forget what I told you. If you don’t do it well, I’ll never forgive you.”
“No, Miss, what are you trying to do? Don’t do anything foolish! There might still be a chance to turn things around. The count says that he can…”
“I’ll never put any hope on him. I’ve made such a mistake too many times. It’s time I realized it. I’m a little tired. Glenn, I know you’ve been weary all these years too, so this should be enough. I’m just afraid that I’ll die as worthlessly as Mu Zi did, leaving nothing for people to remember me by.”
“Miss—”
“Sometimes, when one takes a wrong step, there’s no turning back. I won’t regret all that I’ve done, but tell Shasha to not end up on the same path. I hope she can spend the rest of her life in peace.”
“Miss Lingsha will—”
“As a mother, I might have owed her too much. Tell her not to be my daughter in the next life.”
“Maybe Mr. Gu will give in. He loves you, Miss!”
“Does he deserve to love me? I only have hate for him.” Doris’s tone was calm. When she finished, she hung up and took out the phone batteries, then tossed the gadget and batteries into the cemetery. There was a clatter as the phone shattered into many pieces.
She turned slightly and looked down at the many tombstones. An odd sneer flashed across her lips. She took out a cigarette box from her shirt unhurriedly, lit a stick, then casually started to smoke. Her gaze slowly fell on the staircase below while she had one hand quietly in her pocket.