<h4>Chapter 931: If Only They Had Met Earlier</h4>


    Night had fallen by the time He Xiyan returned to her hotel but she wasn’t in the mood to go anywhere. She opened an app that listed information on houses for rent and for sale.


    She browsed through many listings before she finally contacted an agent. The house she selected was a three-bedroom apartment located at a high-end residential area in the south of the city. The apartment was very well decorated in her favorite Mediterranean style.


    She made an appointment to view the apartment the next afternoon and intended to move into the apartment if it looked good. Then, she would bring Xi Xi and Yuan Yuan over to live with her.


    She finally rested on her soft bed after she had finished making all the necessary arrangements.


    She ced both her hands behind her head which still hurt a little. She guessed it was hurting due to ack of sleep over the past few days. Her sleep had been affected since her time at Ming City.


    A familiar figure suddenly appeared in her mind’s eye and tears welled up in her eyes.


    She sniffled and her heart suddenly clenched in pain. The pain came in waves and it hurt so badly that she felt as though she couldn’t breathe.


    She quickly turned around and pped her hand over her chest.


    Soon, she found herself taking out her phone, opening the WeChat app, and looking at his familiar profile picture.


    She tapped in his profile picture and soon, she saw all the messages that Jiahang had sent her. He sent her one message after another, and there were more than 10 messages in total.


    ‘Yan Yan, I hope you’lle home earlier. I’ll be at home waiting for your return.’


    ‘We can ovee these issues together. Some things are not as insurmountable as you think they are.’


    ‘I will keep my word.’


    ‘Yan Yan, where are you?’


    Tears rolled down her cheeks as she read these messages andnded on her bedsheets.


    “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she repeated twice. She didn’t know what else she could say other than the word ‘sorry’.


    She didn’t even know how she should respond to his messages. She thought for a moment before she finally replied, ‘Jiahang, I wish you’d be happy.’


    Then, she copsed into sobs.


    She couldn’t bear to break up with Jiahang but she had to do because their rtionship wouldn’t have a happy ending if they remained together. She thought it was better for them to part with happy memories of each other.


    She knew that she couldn’t give Jiahang a happy home. Even if Jiahang were to marry her, there would be other problems they’d have to oveeter after they were married. She couldn’t leave her children and couldn’t avoid contact with Mo Yixuan and Ye Hao. She didn’t even want any more children, neither was she sure she’d be able to have more children.


    After three pregnancies, giving birth to two children and the third pregnancy ending in a miscarriage, her womb was very thin and there were many cysts, so it was possible that she would never be able to fall pregnant again.


    She didn’t have the courage to enter into another marriage. She was sick and tired of maintaining a marriage.


    Her screen lit up and she saw that Jiahang had responded.


    ‘Yan Yan, where are you?’


    He repeated his earlier question but each time, she refused to give him an answer because she truly hoped that Jiahang would let her go and find the happiness he deserved.


    She wished that she had met Jiahang earlier. If she had met Jiahang before she met Mo Yixuan, she might not have suffered so much, neither would she have gone through two terrible marriages.