The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 40

Prisoner of love locked in marriage

In the top-floor conference room of the Lu Group, the air was as stagnant as ice. Father Lu was sitting in the main seat, tapping his fingertips on the table. The red seal on the marriage agreement spread out in front of him was eye-catching, and the date was finalized, announcing that the engagement ceremony between Lu Wanheng and Zhou Xi, the son of the Zhou Group, would be held in the most luxurious coastal hotel in Wugang in a week.

This marriage is a chess game that Lu’s father has been planning for a long time. The Zhou Group holds half of Wugang’s business resources. Marrying with the Zhou family will not only stabilize the Lu Group’s industry position, but also completely cut off all possibilities between Lu Wanheng and Shen Zhiyi.Father Lu looked at the agreement with a cold smile on his lips. What he wanted was never his daughter’s love, but the longevity of the Lu family’s legacy. Shen Zhiyi was just a discarded piece on his chessboard that could be discarded at any time, while Lu Wanheng could only be the most obedient chess piece in his hands.

When the news reached Lu Wanheng’s ears, he was staring at Shen Zhiyi’s drawing in his office. It was the dark coastline she painted that was secretly photographed by his assistant. The loneliness in the painting almost overflowed, making his heart ache.The next second, Lu’s father called, and his tone was unequivocal: “Wan Heng, you must attend the engagement with Zhou Xi next week. I have finalized all the details and there is no room for negotiation.”

Lu Wanheng’s blood instantly rushed to the top of his head, and all his forbearance and restraint collapsed at this moment.He stood up suddenly, swept the documents off the table, and screamed almost madly in his voice: “I don’t agree! Dad, I will not get engaged to Zhou Xi, let alone marry him, you have given up on this!”

Father Lu on the other end of the phone had already anticipated his resistance, and his tone was as cold as an ice-hardened blade: “It’s not up to you. Shen Zhiyi’s life, the future of your studio, and even the lives and fortunes of the old subordinates who follow you in the Lu family are all in my hands. If you dare to disobey, I will make them pay for your willfulness one by one.”

These words were like a poisoned dagger, stabbing Lu Wanheng’s weak spot accurately.He knew that his father kept what he said, and Shen Zhiyi was already in the abyss of severe depression. If he was suppressed by his father again, the consequences would be disastrous; the brothers who followed him through life and death should not end up ruined because of his love.But he couldn’t accept this ridiculous marriage and watch his love with Shen Zhiyi being crushed to pieces.

“I don’t care what means you use,” Lu Wanheng’s voice was trembling, but still stubborn, “You want me to get engaged to Zhou Xi, unless I die.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone, grabbed his coat and rushed downstairs. He wanted to find Shen Zhiyi, tell her all the truth, and even if he had to risk everything, he would take her away from Wugang and away from all these disputes.But as soon as he walked out of the gate of Lu’s Building, he was blocked by several strong bodyguards. They were Lu’s father’s confidants. They said expressionlessly: “Mr. Lu, the chairman invites you to go back to your old house.”

Lu Wanheng resisted vigorously and swung his fists at the bodyguards, but he was outnumbered. He was held down tightly and his arms were tied behind his back, making his bones crack in pain.He struggled, roared, and looked in the direction of Shen Zhiyi’s apartment. There was his whole world there, but he didn’t even have the qualifications to get close.In the end, he was forced into a car and taken back to the Lu family’s old house. What awaited him was not his father’s compromise, but the cruelest house arrest.

The single-family villa in the Lu family’s old residence became Lu Wanheng’s prison.

The moment he was brought back to his old home, his mobile phone was confiscated on the spot, all documents such as his ID card and passport were searched, and even the computers and tablets in the room were removed. All means of contact with the outside world were completely cut off.He was locked up in a bedroom on the second floor, with two bodyguards on duty 24 hours a day outside the door. The windows were welded with security bars without even a single crack. He became a bird that had lost its wings, trapped in this gorgeous cage, and his screams were unresponsive to the sky and the earth.

Lu Wanheng banged the door frantically, yelling at the bodyguard to open the door and let his father come out to see him, but there was only dead silence outside the door, and no one responded to his cry.He slammed his body against the door panel, again and again, until blood came out of his forehead and heartbreaking pain came from his shoulder, but the door remained motionless.He collapsed on the ground, looking at the cold door panel, and a huge despair overwhelmed him.

He thought of Shen Zhiyi, how she was staying alone in that cold apartment, suffering from severe depression, how she fell asleep on the sofa holding that white shirt, and how broken and lonely she was in her paintings.He didn’t know how she was doing now, whether she took her medicine on time, whether she ate well, or whether she had any thoughts of self-harm again.He didn’t even dare to think about how she would collapse if she learned that he was going to be engaged to someone else.

The pain in my heart became more intense from time to time, like countless needles pricking me densely.He hated his father’s ruthlessness, hated his own powerlessness, and hated this marriage controlled by fate.He once thought that as long as he endured the humiliation and regained power as soon as possible, he could protect Shen Zhiyi and stay with her for the rest of his life. But now, he couldn’t even protect his own freedom, let alone protect her.

Father Lu would come to see him occasionally, and every time he would do so with dignity and indifference.He looked at Lu Wanheng’s haggard look and the wound on his forehead. He didn’t feel any distress at all, only a cold warning: “Wanheng, stop resisting in vain. The marriage is a foregone conclusion. Your only choice is to be good.Be obedient.As long as you are engaged to Zhou Xi, I will not only let you out, but also let Shen Zhiyi stay in Wugang safely and won’t touch her again, then don’t blame me for being cruel.”

“You dare to touch her!” Lu Wanheng stared at Father Lu with red eyes, like a beast on the verge of losing control, “Dad, do you have any intention? I am your daughter, not a tool for you to fight for power! Shen Zhiyi, what did she do wrong? You want to force her like this, force me like this?”

“The mistake is that she should not have appeared in your life, and the mistake is that she is not worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Lu family.” Father Lu’s tone was smooth, “In this world, only interests are eternal, and love is worthless. Sooner or later, you will understand that everything I did today was for you and the Lu family.”

After saying that, Father Lu turned and left, leaving Lu Wanheng alone in the room, wrapped in endless darkness and pain.He huddled on the cold floor, tears falling silently and soaking his clothes.He didn’t know how long he could hold on, how long the house arrest would last, and he didn’t know how he would face the engagement ceremony in a week.

He started a hunger strike and resisted in the most extreme way.Don’t eat, don’t drink, don’t sleep, and let your body get weaker and weaker.His face became paler and paler, his lips were chapped and peeled, and his eyes became increasingly hollow, but the stubbornness in his bones never disappeared.He thought that if he died, this marriage would naturally collapse, and Shen Zhiyi might be able to be freed.

But the bodyguard soon discovered something was wrong with him. Father Lu had him force-fed and infused, and cold needles were inserted into his blood vessels, which brought not hope of survival, but deeper despair.He is like a puppet, controlled by his father, and does not even have the right to die.

The days in the old house are as long as a century.Lu Wanheng leaned against the window every day, looking at the sky outside through the gap in the security fence, with only one thought in his mind: she wanted to go out, he wanted to find Shen Zhiyi, and he wanted to tell her that she had never given up on her.Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if his body is broken into pieces, he will protect her.

On the fifth day that Lu Wanheng was under house arrest in his old house, an uninvited guest came to his apartment.

Wearing high heels, an exquisite designer suit, bright makeup, and a decent smile on her lips, Zhou Xi appeared at the door of the apartment as Lu Wanheng’s “fiancé”.She was followed by two servants, carrying storage boxes in their hands, and opened the apartment door like a natural master.

The apartment still looks cold, with a touch of loneliness in the air. Lu Wanheng’s white shirt is still on the sofa. Shen Zhiyi’s brushes and drawings are scattered on the desk. The “Late Yi” series drawings in the corner are covered with a thin layer of dust. There are traces of Lu Wanheng and Shen Zhiyi everywhere, which is warm and dazzling.

Zhou Xi frowned, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, as if the memories in this room were all rubbish that tarnished her identity.She raised her hands to straighten her hair and said to the servant behind her: “Pack up all Lu Wanheng’s clothes, fold them neatly and put them in the storage box. Throw away all the useless sundries, and these paintings, which look unlucky, so get rid of them too.”

The servant stepped forward and began to rummage through the apartment.They opened the closet and randomly stuffed the few pieces of clothing left by Lu Wanheng into the storage box; picked up the paintbrushes on the desk and threw them on the ground; they even reached out to pull out the drawings from the “Late Night” series and wanted to throw them into the trash can.

At this moment, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Shen Zhiyi walked out holding on to the door frame.She didn’t know how long she had been in a coma, but she was awakened by the movement outside. Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were empty, and her body was so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow her down. She was still wearing the large nightgown, which covered the scars of varying depths on her arms.

Seeing the strangers in the apartment, seeing them randomly flipping through things belonging to her and Lu Wanheng, Shen Zhiyi’s body trembled uncontrollably, and a trace of confusion and panic flashed in his eyes, as well as a trace of imperceptible anger.She asked softly with a hoarse voice: “Who are you? Why are you here?”

Zhou Xi turned around and looked at Shen Zhiyi up and down, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, like looking at something insignificant.She walked slowly to Shen Zhiyi and looked at her condescendingly, with a sarcastic smile on her lips: “Who am I? I am Lu Wanheng’s fiancé, Zhou Xi. Next week, I will hold an engagement ceremony with Wanheng. I am here today to help him pack his clothes and move to my place.”

“Fiance…engagement ceremony…” These words hit Shen Zhiyi’s heart like a heavy hammer, making her freeze in place instantly.Her mind went blank, her ears were buzzing, as if she had heard something wrong, and she couldn’t believe her ears.

Lu Wanheng is getting engaged?And this strange woman in front of me?So when he said he should calm down for a while, are the notes he left behind all fake?Did he plan to abandon her and marry someone else from the beginning?

The pain, despair, and sense of betrayal that had been forcibly suppressed surged out at this moment, overwhelming her already fragile psychological defenses.Her vision went black for a while, her body swayed, and she almost fell to the ground. She held on to the door frame tightly, and her nails were deeply embedded in the wooden door frame, leaving several deep scratches.

“Impossible…” Shen Zhiyi’s voice was trembling, with a hint of final stubbornness, “Wanheng will not get engaged to you, he won’t, you must have lied to me…”

“I lied to you?” Zhou Xi sneered, took out a gold-plated engagement invitation from his bag and handed it to Shen Zhiyi, “You can see for yourself, the invitations have been printed and will be known to the whole city at Wugang Binhai Hotel in a week. Is it possible that there is still a lie? Miss Shen, I advise you to be wiser. Wanheng is the heir of the Lu family. He wants a partner who can help him, not a burden like you who has nothing and is sick.”

The word “burden” was like a cold sharp knife, piercing into Shen Zhiyi’s heart.She looked at the names of Lu Wanheng and Zhou Xi printed side by side on the invitation, which made her eyes hurt.Tears were like broken beads, pouring out of her eyes crazily, blurring her vision.

She thought of Lu Wanheng’s vow of love, the way he hugged her and said “never separate”, the paintings he drew for her, the porridge he cooked for her, and every moment they spent together in the apartment.Those memories that were as beautiful as fairy tales turned into the sharpest blades at this moment, cutting her heart into pieces.

Zhou Xi looked at Shen Zhiyi crying and crying. There was no pity in his eyes, but a hint of a winner’s pride in his eyes.She raised her hand and waved, signaling the servant to continue cleaning up: “Hurry up and clean up, don’t waste time here. I won’t let Wan Heng step into this place again. After all, there are too many unbearable memories hidden here.”

The servants stepped forward again, with even more rough movements. They crumpled Lu Wanheng’s white shirt into a ball and threw it into the storage box; they threw the photo of Shen Zhiyi and Lu Wanheng on the ground, and even stepped on it; they stuffed the broken drawings into the trash can.

Shen Zhiyi looked at what they did, and watched the memories belonging to her and Lu Wanheng being destroyed and thrown away bit by bit. The pain in her heart almost made her suffocate.She wanted to step forward to stop them, wanted to shout for them to stop, but her body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move, and she could only watch it all happen.

She collapsed on the ground, hugging her knees, and cried bitterly. The cry was shrill and desperate, echoing in the empty apartment.After Zhou Xi packed up her clothes, she turned around and left with the servant without even looking at her. The moment she closed the door to the apartment, it seemed that Shen Zhiyi’s last chance of survival was also closed.

Deathly silence returned to the apartment again, leaving only the mess on the floor and Shen Zhiyi’s heartbreaking cries.Those thrown away memories, those crushed love, were like broken glass, piercing her heart, dripping with blood.She looked at the photos that were trampled on the ground, the drawings in the trash can, and the empty wardrobe, and finally understood that her love, her hope, and her whole world were completely shattered and could never be put back together.

The wind from Fog Harbor came in through the cracks in the window, bringing a biting chill, blowing on Shen Zhiyi’s body and into her heart, chilling her heart to the core, and she would never be warm again.

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