“Do you feel anything?” Jiang Wan Yu casually inquired.
Lin Yi Chen gazed deeply at her and nodded, “Yes…”
“When did it start being like this?” Jiang Wan Yu asked with a lack of emotion, as if this were a commonplace scenario.
“Four years ago… after you left, I suddenly found myself devoid of desire,” Lin Yi Chen responded while greedily looking at the woman before him, who now appeared even more captivating with her short hair. He couldn’t tear his eyes away.
However, she had no idea how beautiful she still was. Comparing her to Xu Wen Jing, who had undergone cosmetic surgery and couldn’t hold a candle to her, made it clear that he couldn’t possibly be interested in anyone else.
Upon hearing Lin Yi Chen’s response, Jiang Wan Yu felt a brief moment of surprise. So, in these past few years, he hadn’t been with Xu Wen Jing or any other woman? An obscure sense of satisfaction welled up within her, but she quickly dismissed it.
Hmph! Whether he’d been with other women or not was none of her business!
But Xu Wen Jing had indeed been pitiable. She had gone to great lengths to secure a man, only to discover that he couldn’t perform.
Her expression grew cold as she questioned, “So, you think that you’re incapable now, and that’s related to me?”
Perhaps it was because he had no self-control in the past that he was now experiencing difficulties. She didn’t want to have any connection to this matter. She would never forget how he had treated her during their brief six-month marriage, cold and disdainful at every turn. Except for those fleeting moments of tenderness in bed, he had been a devil to her.
Lin Yi Chen noticed her displeased tone and hurriedly said, “Yes, ever since you left, I haven’t been interested in any woman!”
Worried that Jiang Wan Yu wouldn’t believe him, he quickly added, wearing a slightly embarrassed expression, “Xiaoyu, I’m not lying to you! I don’t know what happened, but this is the first time in these four years that I’ve felt… normal. Normally, I can’t even satisfy myself.” He spoke in an awkward and unnatural manner.
Seeing Lin Yi Chen’s downcast head and the apparent awkwardness in his expression, Jiang Wan Yu couldn’t help but soften her heart slightly. This was the first time she had witnessed Lin Yi Chen in such an uncomfortable and awkward state.
She understood that when some men faced issues with their bodies, they became extremely fearful of being discovered. Some even developed severe psychological problems. Even the mightiest of men could become insecure in such situations, fearing that women would look down on them.
As a result, Jiang Wan Yu’s tone softened. “In cases like yours, it’s usually a psychological issue… Four years ago, did you experience something traumatic?”
As she spoke with a gentler tone, Lin Yi Chen couldn’t help but feel a slight sense of relief. Had the act of feigning vulnerability actually worked? Had she genuinely felt sorry for him?
Thinking this, Lin Yi Chen quickly put on a contemplative expression.
After a brief pause, he responded somewhat embarrassedly, “Yes… on that day, I witnessed a bloody surgery.”
His clenched fists betrayed his emotions as he recounted that day. What she didn’t know was that he had been there, watching as she underwent a cesarean section. He had seen her belly being cut open layer by layer, and with each cut, his heart had been pierced with agony.
But at that time, he truly had no other choice…
Not doing so would have meant losing more than just their child—it would have meant losing her life as well.
