After the divorce, the aloof female CEO was filled with regret.

I was suddenly jolted awake, my hand gripping her so tightly it hurt, like it was about to break. "Jiang Yuwei, what are you doing!" I angrily raised my hand to teach her a lesson.

Just then, Jiang Yuwei suddenly opened her eyes, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, her gaze fixed on me. I could actually catch a glimpse of fear on her usually unchanging face.

I swallowed the curse that was about to come out of my mouth and instead asked with concern, "Are you alright? What happened?"

Jiang Yuwei stared at me, a hint of disorientation flashing across her beautiful face. She released me and gently pressed her chest.

Seeing her pained expression, I asked, "Is your heart bothering you? I've never heard of you having this problem before."

I was a little worried. She had never been like this in her past life. Why was she suddenly like this this time?

Just then, Jiang Yuwei suddenly grabbed my wrist, her face turning even uglier.

My heart tightened. "Jiang Yuwei, you have to hold on! Please don't let anything happen to you!" Logically, she shouldn't be in any danger right now, but given the current situation, I can't say for sure.

We haven't even gotten our divorce certificate yet, and I haven't received my seven-figure settlement. I can't let her just disappear like this.

I quickly patted the back of the chair, "Uncle Zhao, turn around quickly, let's go to the hospital!"

As a result, Jiang Yuwei held my hand tightly, her voice weak but firm, "No need, let's go back to the old house."

"You're in this state, why are you still being stubborn! Go to the hospital!" I was extremely anxious.

"Back to the old house," she repeated.

"Are you sure?" I frowned at her. "Your body is your own, don't push yourself too hard. No amount of money can buy back your health."

"You seem to really want something to happen to me." Jiang Yuwei's eyes were as sharp as knives.

I quickly waved my hand, "You misunderstood. Our grudges aren't that serious. Besides, you still owe me money. How could I possibly wish you bad luck? At most, I'd wish you infertility to save you trouble."

Jiang Yuwei laughed in exasperation. "Your way of cursing people is quite unique. Aren't you just cursing yourself? Ye Qiu, it's true that you're stupid."

Seeing that she could still argue with me, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that her situation wasn't too bad.

"I meant well, how did it become a curse? Besides, we're breaking up anyway, what does it matter to me whether you have children or not," I muttered.

Jiang Yuwei rolled her eyes at me, but I didn't take it to heart.

"Did you just have a nightmare? What kind of dream could scare you like that?" I asked curiously.

I shared a bed with her for so long in my past life, but I've never seen her so out of control in a dream.

Jiang Yuwei's face instantly darkened, her lips pressed tightly into a line, and she softly uttered a "hmm".

"What scary dream did you have?" I asked curiously.

She paused for a moment, staring at me intently for a long while, then slowly leaned back in her chair, her eyes closed, as if still reliving the fear brought on by that dream.

"I dreamt that someone left. This time it felt so real, like I was experiencing it myself."

Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat. I remembered her indistinct whispers in her dream, which were probably about someone's passing. It seemed that this person meant a lot to her.

I couldn't help but think of my mother. I didn't actually cry when she passed away, but as time went on, the sense of loss became heavier and heavier, because loss is a slow but cruel process that leaves no room for escape.

I remember telling her in middle school that when I grew up I would earn money to support her and let her enjoy life. Back then, she would always smile and pat my head, saying I was a silly child and that I would have to rely on her in the future. Now, I can earn money, but she can no longer enjoy that life.

When my mother was alive, she was always worried that I was too young and wouldn't be able to take care of myself, afraid that I would get hurt. Recently, I even stood up for her and taught those bastards a lesson. I wanted to tell her that I've grown up and can protect myself, but she will never hear these words.

Understanding her feelings at that moment, I unusually refrained from arguing with her, and simply comforted her gently: "Dreams are always the opposite of reality. The person you dreamed about will definitely be healthy and live a long life."

Jiang Yuwei's eyelids twitched slightly, but she didn't open them fully. She simply responded with a soft "hmm," her expression still complex and unreadable.

I then realized that she had been holding my hand tightly the whole time. I tried to pull away, but she gripped it even tighter. Seeing her still-frightened expression, I sighed. Oh well, she had helped me out today, so I decided to let her hold it.

Thinking that I couldn't go to see my grandfather empty-handed, I saw a roast duck restaurant as soon as the car entered the city and quickly said to the driver, Uncle Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, stop up ahead, I need to buy something."

Jiang Yuwei opened her eyes, glanced at me, and asked, "What delicious food should I buy?"

“Grandpa really likes the roast duck from that restaurant up ahead,” I replied.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yuwei looked at her incredulously, a faint smile playing on her lips. "You really went to great lengths to please me."

Upon hearing this, my face instantly darkened. "Don't flatter yourself. My kindness to Grandpa has nothing to do with you."

In my past life, I certainly did a lot of foolish things to curry favor with Jiang Yuwei's family.

I tried my best to please her mother and her brother, but I was genuinely good to her grandfather.

My grandfather is such a kind man; he's been incredibly good to me, and his care for me has touched me deeply. Even if Jiang Yuwei and I break up in the future, I don't want to lose such a wonderful grandfather.

However, no matter how considerate a grandson-in-law is, he can't compare to a biological granddaughter.

I remember in my past life, my grandfather always liked to pull me aside and tell me funny stories about Jiang Yuwei when she was a child. It was clear that he especially hoped that Jiang Yuwei could come home to visit often.

Now that we're getting a divorce, I still couldn't help but say something on behalf of Grandpa: "Come back and spend more time with Grandpa when you have time. He's quite lonely at home alone." Jiang Yuwei glanced at me, her eyes deep, but she didn't say anything.

Just then, the bus stopped, and I took the opportunity to pull my hand out and get off to buy roast duck. Uncle Zhao wanted to help me queue, but only I knew which piece Grandpa liked, so he went by himself.

When we got back from buying the roast duck, I noticed that Jiang Yuwei was looking at me even more strangely. I glanced at her in confusion, then, without thinking much of it, urged Uncle Zhao to drive: "Uncle Zhao, let's go."

Upon arriving at the old house, after getting out of the car, Uncle Zhao carried the food, while Jiang Yuwei suddenly grabbed my hand. I was surprised and a little embarrassed: "What are you doing? Why are you grabbing my hand again?" This wasn't like her at all, unless…

Jiang Yuwei said calmly, "To avoid getting scolded."

Me: "..." I really can't refute that. Grandpa does care more about Jiang Yuwei's attitude towards me. If she pulls me like that, Grandpa will definitely be happy.

Jiang Yuwei naturally intertwined her fingers with mine, the gesture so practiced it was as if she'd done it countless times, almost too intimately. She didn't forget to remind me, "Be careful what you say when you see Grandpa. Say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't. If you say something you shouldn't, you'll have to bear the consequences."

I replied with a forced smile, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You don't need to remind me." Although we weren't officially divorced yet, I certainly wouldn't do anything reckless in front of the old man. But I knew in my heart that the day of divorce was not far off.

While buying roast duck, I suddenly remembered that Jiang Yuwei is going abroad the day after tomorrow and will be gone for half a month.

According to her memories from her past life, this trip abroad marked the beginning of her torturous romance with Chen Yiran.

It seems she's finally facing her own heart...