After the divorce, my ex-husband and son lined up to pursue me.

Chapter 60 Bucket List
There were many rooms on the second floor, and Ruan Muhuai carried Jiang Xia into the room he had lived in since he was a child.

Jiangxia has never been here before.

Before her marriage, she had visited the ancestral home once with her grandfather and Ruan Muhuai. After the marriage, while the old lady was still alive, there was no need to come back every year. Last year, when the old lady was buried, at that time...

Jiang Xia lived in the annex behind the main building, which was also for the housekeepers.

Why?

Jiang Xia couldn't recall it at first, but loose memories surged in her mind. Just as she was about to remember something, she noticed Ruan Muhuai taking away several photos from the table and putting them all into the drawer.

"What kind of photo is that?" Jiang Xia suppressed her surging thoughts and spoke up, "If it's your photo, you don't need to keep it."

Ruan Muhuai turned around and gave a perfunctory smile: "It's nothing. The doctor told me that if you want your leg to recover quickly, you need to stick to daily physical therapy."

Ruan Muhuai had already bought the entire set of physiotherapy equipment for the hospital. He then took a blanket from the cabinet and covered Jiang Xia's legs with it. "Rest for a while, I'll go help Uncle De move his things."

There aren't many servants left at the ancestral home. Most of them are elderly people who have retired and are also local elders. They no longer do anything, but they come to the ancestral home from time to time to help clean and take care of things.

Ruan Muhuai went out, and Jiang Xia looked at the drawer in the distance again. She didn't see the photos, but she could guess what they were...

suddenly!

A sharp, piercing pain shot through her mind!
"What did my grandma say to you? She's my grandma! Why should you be the last person she wants to see?"

"How much money did she give you? Was it land or a building? It couldn't have been company shares, could it? You only married into my family for money!"

"I didn't even get to see my grandma one last time! She was my own grandma! And who are you to me?"

"What exactly did my grandma give you? Tell me! Aren't you afraid of retribution for keeping this a secret?!"

……

The old lady passed away last year, just as summer was beginning. She was already in poor health. The old man said, "Stay with me a little longer, celebrate my birthday with me."

Grandma was on a ventilator for several days, but finally, on Grandpa's birthday, as she watched her children gather and everyone celebrate her birthday, the last breath she had left finally came.

"Xia Xia..."

When the old lady was not in her right mind, she kept murmuring Jiang Xia's name.

When Jiang Xia ran to the bedside, the old lady reluctantly let the old man send everyone away.

"Grandma's biggest worry is...you...a girl who hasn't received a father's love and doesn't have a husband who truly loves her, what will you do...you can't count on your children..."

The old lady has lived a life full of ups and downs, and her wisdom is truly inspiring.

This also brought tears to Jiangxia's eyes at that time.

The old lady's withered hands gripped her tightly as she pushed a wooden box towards her: "Keep it safe. Don't give it to anyone, and don't tell anyone. This is what your grandmother left for you, to save your life..."

"Be strong, don't cry..."

The old lady no longer had the strength to wipe away Jiang Xia's tears. With her last breath, she looked towards the door, watching the old man walk in, and finally called out affectionately, as she had in her youth, "Brother Zhen..."

He then closed his eyes weakly.

His face, which was already somewhat pale, quickly turned ashen the instant his breath dissipated.

That scene lingered in Jiang Xia's mind, and even now it is vivid in his mind again.

This was the first time in her life that she had watched someone pass away, someone who wasn't a close relative but who genuinely cared about her.

"grandmother……"

She murmured unconsciously, tears already blurring her vision. Because she was the last person her grandmother saw before she passed away, because she had carefully kept the wooden box her grandmother left behind, and because she hadn't told anyone about it, she was treated like an enemy throughout the old lady's funeral. She was bullied by Ruan Muting, targeted by her mother-in-law, and also... coldly watched by Ruan Muhuai.

never mind.

Jiangxia's memories returned in full, and his delirium was essentially over at that moment.

She wiped away her tears, but when Ruan Muhuai carried the cardboard boxes in, he immediately noticed that something was wrong with her expression. "Why are you still crying?"

As he asked this question, he glanced at the drawer out of the corner of his eye.

"Don't worry, I didn't see any photos of you and Xin Rou, so you don't need to bother hiding them anymore." Jiang Xia's voice was cold and weary.

Ruan Muhuai was taken aback, put down the cardboard box in his hand, and looked at her with almost disbelief, "You..."

“I remember everything now,” she continued, “and I also saw the video of you and Xin Rou kissing.”

"..."

Ruan Muhuai was speechless.

Jiang Xia was not surprised by his silence. His dead heart still ached, but without expectations, it would no longer stir up any emotions.

She took out her phone and glanced at the date. "The cooling-off period ends tomorrow. I'll stay here for one more day. Tomorrow we'll officially get divorced, and I'll leave."

Apart from the wooden box left to her by the old lady, she would not take a single penny more from the Ruan family, nor would she take anything with her.

But to be honest, Jiang Xia himself didn't know what was in that wooden box.

She has never opened it.

Ruan Muhuai remained silent for a while, then without saying a word, he opened the cardboard box, took out the physiotherapy device, plugged it in, placed it on the bed for Jiang Xia, and then left.

Jiang Xia, whose brain has returned to normal, doesn't know how to interact with her anymore.

For the past seven years, the two have had little communication other than with their son.

But a divorce is definitely not an option.

He would rather accept being widowed.

So after thinking it over, Ruan Muhuai, with a cigarette in his mouth, dialed Tao He's number: "Tell the lawyer to withdraw the divorce."

Tao He immediately understood and quickly found an excuse for him: "That's for sure. Your wife is seriously ill now. Husbands and wives have a responsibility and obligation to support and care for each other. You can't get a divorce at this time."

Ruan Muhuai nodded in satisfaction, "That's it, but she won't listen to anything. What should we do?"

Tao He: "..."

He's just a secretary, not a relationship counselor!
Tao He dared not complain, and could only smile and say, "Well, Mr. Ruan, why don't you put yourself in my shoes? If you were in my shoes, and you were seriously ill and about to die..."

Tao He stopped abruptly, then chuckled and corrected himself: "No, I misspoke. Why don't you make a bucket list for your wife, so you can persuade her to cooperate with the treatment while also helping her fulfill her wishes?"

Maybe it can even salvage your half-dead marriage.

Tao He thought to himself, "I'm complaining."

Ruan Muhuai thought about it for a moment and felt it was feasible.

"Okay, that's all for now." He hung up the phone, slowly exhaled smoke rings, looked at the room where Jiang Xia was staying, and hesitated before taking a step.

(End of this chapter)