Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Having failed to get a divorce and being forced to the point where he dared not even return home, Shen Que returned to the hospital seething with anger.

When he entered the ward and saw the woman standing by the bed, looking down at her medical record, he was first stunned, then felt a chill run down his spine.

This plague god still came to the hospital.

Hearing the door open, Yan Zhen looked up and met Shen Que's gaze, who was still holding the doorknob. She raised an eyebrow and said, "You're back."

Shen Que stepped into the ward with one foot in, unsure whether to go in or back.

Huang Guilan went to book a hotel; he didn't dare to be alone in a room with this woman.

But I didn't want to appear weak in front of her.

He was still in a dilemma when Yan Zhen urged, "What are you standing there for? Come in."

Shen Que gritted his teeth, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the nurses' station not far away, where two nurses were busy.

If Jiang Yunong dares to lay a hand on him, he only needs to call for help and someone will come to his aid.

This thought reassured him somewhat. He cautiously left a crack in the door, slowly walked over, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't I say I came to 'visit' you?" Yan Zhen emphasized the word "visit," his smile unchanged. "Besides, something as important as divorce can't be explained clearly over the phone. Why don't we 'talk about it face-to-face'?"

Shen Que: "..."

Yan Zhen pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing his legs and resting his wrists on his knees, adopting a seemingly relaxed but actually assertive posture: "Think about the suggestion that you leave with nothing."

These words carried a strong sense of provocation, instantly igniting the anger that Shen Que had been suppressing: "You fucking..."

"Shh." Yan Zhen gestured for silence. "Don't rush to refuse. Let me remind you, you only have this one chance. Once it's gone, it's gone forever. Even if you want a divorce later, I won't let you go."

These words successfully calmed Shen Que down, and he swallowed back the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Undoubtedly, he couldn't live with this woman anymore. The thought of her ruthlessness in wanting to kill him filled him with fear.

In this situation, let alone sharing a bed, he would feel terrified even just being under the same roof or in the same room with her.

But if she insists on not getting a divorce, their marriage cannot be dissolved. If she hits him again, as long as she doesn't kill him, they can just use "marital conflict" to cover it up to outsiders.

If leaving with nothing can extricate myself from this predicament, it doesn't seem like it's impossible...

"What's your decision?" Yan Zhen asked.

This sentence successfully pulled Shen Que out of his contemplative state.

He then realized that he was seriously considering the possibility of leaving with nothing, all because he was terrified of being beaten.

He was terrified of a woman!

Realizing this, Shen Que became furious and said viciously, "Keep dreaming! Why should I leave with nothing and let you enjoy all the fruits of my hard work over the years? Let me tell you, I'm getting a divorce. I've already contacted a lawyer, and you can expect a court summons!"

"Tsk tsk." Yan Zhen shook his head, his tone full of regret, but his eyes became more and more excited. "Shen Que, you just gave up your only chance to get out of this dead end."

Shen Que felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze, but he retorted defiantly, "I may not be able to beat you, but this is a society governed by law. You wouldn't dare kill me, would you? If anything happens to me, you won't live either!"

"Kill you? That's too easy on you." Yan Zhen stood up with her arms crossed, walked up to Shen Que, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to make you wish you were dead."

Her breath, warm as she spoke, brushed against his ear, yet a chill ran down Shen Que's spine.

He subconsciously took a step back and met Yan Zhen's eyes.

She had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were cold and deep, filled with undisguised malice and mockery. She looked at him as if he were a pile of filthy garbage.

High above, yet in control of the whole situation.

Shen Que's breath hitched.

It wasn't until Yan Zhen turned and left, and the door opened and closed again, that he came to his senses, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the hospital bed.

Is this woman still the Jiang Yunong he knows?

In the afternoon, the lawyer that Shen Que had hired arrived.

The lawyer, surnamed Chen, had handled countless divorce cases. When Shen Que finished explaining his reasons for the divorce, his eyes held a subtle expression.

"Mr. Shen, domestic violence can indeed be grounds for divorce, but based on your description, your situation can only be considered mutual assault, not unilateral domestic violence..."

Shen Que said impatiently, "I've been beaten like this, and you still say I'm a victim of domestic violence?"

Attorney Chen, mindful of his feelings, said tactfully, "Suppressing domestic violence also requires evidence, such as CCTV footage of the abuse, police reports, and medical examination reports after the abuse..."

Shen Que became increasingly agitated: "I have the police report, and I'll get the medical examination report done later, but I don't have the surveillance footage."

Jiang Yunong had secretly installed hidden cameras at home before, probably to collect evidence of domestic violence against her husband.

But before she could film anything, he discovered her, smashed the camera in front of her, and beat her severely.

He still remembers the look of fear and helplessness in Jiang Yunong's eyes at that time.

Shen Que was filled with regret at this moment. If that camera hadn't been removed, it might now be irrefutable evidence for him to sue her.

“It will be difficult to handle without video recording,” Attorney Chen said with difficulty.

Shen Que asked, "Isn't there any other way?"

Attorney Chen pondered for a while and said, "If you insist on filing a lawsuit, it's not entirely impossible to get a divorce, but if the other party doesn't agree, the time it will take to succeed in the lawsuit will be prolonged..."

"how long?"

"It could take one or two years at the fastest, or three to five years at the slowest."

Shen Que's heart skipped a beat.

The thought of living under the fear of being dominated by this woman for the next three to five years made his temples throb.

"Let's file a lawsuit first, and take it one step at a time."

After Attorney Chen left, Shen Que went to get a medical examination report.

He had just finished his examination when he received a call from Huang Guilan. As soon as he answered, Huang Guilan's agonizing screams came from the other end of the line: "Son, help! That bitch is going to beat me to death!!"

Shen Que's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Where are you? What happened?"

"I'm at home……"

Shen Que was both anxious and angry: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the hotel? Why did you go home and provoke her?"

"I came back to pack a few changes of clothes... Ah!!!"

The sudden screams, accompanied by the loud crashing of things, were a sound that he used to take for granted, but now it felt as if it were actually happening right in front of Shen Que, making him tremble even through the phone.

Given the current situation, he dared not go home to save Huang Guilan. He was no match for Jiang Yunong, and going home would only mean sending himself to his death.

But he couldn't bear to watch his own mother be beaten. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Mom, just hang in there a little longer, I'll call the police for you right away!"