Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 689 - 692: Regret Not Doing Sooner

This regret, Luo Mingzhe had regretted for decades. Yang Xuehua’s life had become better and more fulfilling, more splendid by the day.

In contrast, despite Luo Mingzhe’s public accolades, reputation, and respect, his private life was not happy. He and Liu Yue argued incessantly and even came to blows frequently.

This made Luo Mingzhe increasingly disdainful of Liu Yue, even more critical of her; he found everything about her irritating.

Every time they separated and then reconciled, Luo Mingzhe felt it was only because of their child, because of their grandson that he compromised.

Furthermore, Liu Yue often threatened suicide, which irritated Luo Mingzhe. He thought, let’s just continue this way; his entire life could only be like this now.

Now, Luo Mingzhe only wished to look at Yang Xuehua from a distance, just one glance, and he would be satisfied.

But Liu Yue wasn’t even content with his small request, and naturally, Luo Mingzhe wasn’t happy either; they always ended up arguing.

In Luo Mingzhe’s view, he already belonged to Liu Yue, his marriage too was bound by her. He was just looking at Yang Xuehua, he hadn’t actually done anything; what was there for Liu Yue to fuss about?

Liu Yue looked like she wanted to cry, "You finally admit you’ve wronged me. What did I do wrong? Is it wrong to love you too? If you hadn’t chosen me back then, I definitely wouldn’t have clung on. But since you chose me, you should take responsibility, otherwise, Luo Mingzhe, I’m telling you, I’ll drag you down to hell with me. We’re both old anyway, you fear death, I don’t."

"Crazy." Luo Mingzhe looked at the crazed Liu Yue, anger flaring, and left.

"I am crazy, and it’s you who drove me to this." She was an old woman, didn’t she deserve nice days? But since Luo Mingzhe didn’t let her have peace, she wouldn’t let him have it either.

"I truly regret marrying you, and regret remarrying you," Luo Mingzhe felt so much regret that it was as if his guts were turning green. He had separated from Liu Yue several times already, yet always compromised because of family, because he pitied Liu Yue.

In fact, Xia Xiao and Yang Xuehua hadn’t gone far. They were just behind the rockery, and Luo Mingzhe and Liu Yue’s quarrel had naturally reached their ears.

Yang Xuehua felt very embarrassed; this was also why she disliked encountering Luo Mingzhe. Wherever Luo Mingzhe was, Yang Xuehua tried her best to avoid him.

Yu Shijie’s expression darkened, he had never despised someone so much. Yu Shijie deeply detested Luo Mingzhe.

Luo Mingzhe always boasted of loving Yang Xuehua, but he was clearly the one who first betrayed their engagement and yet always acted like a romantic saint. It was also rare for Luo Mingzhe to appear in their lives, otherwise Yu Shijie couldn’t control himself from going after Luo Mingzhe.

Moreover, both Yang Xuehua and Luo Mingzhe were well known. Luo Mingzhe once wrote a poem "With Snow, With Splendor" and posted it online. Their once intended marriage was dug up too, and their love story was wildly speculated by the public.

Yet, Liu Yue couldn’t stand it, lashing out online, saying everyone should mind their own business about plain radishes.

At that time, Liu Yue didn’t understand the terror of the internet. Her mere outburst stirred up a hornet’s nest and she was bitterly criticized.

Thus, Liu Yue’s reputation was not good, but now, with their repeated breaking up and reuniting, some netizens thought Luo Mingzhe and Liu Yue were truly in love.

However, whenever there was news about the pair, Yang Xuehua was inevitably mentioned, and any news of Yang Xuehua inevitably brought up Luo Mingzhe and Liu Yue as well.

Yu Shijie’s face was pale, Yang Xuehua quietly tugged at his hand, and Yu Shijie said, "I’m not angry with you."

"I know, and you don’t need to be upset on his behalf." Yang Xuehua wanted nothing to do with the troubles of Luo Mingzhe and Liu Yue.

Unlike Yang Xuehua, who disliked being in the public eye, Luo Mingzhe often appeared on camera, and his novels were adapted into TV shows and web dramas, gaining a large fanbase.

Having a lot of fans meant having a lot of trouble; once conflicts began, it was no longer a local scandal but a national one.

For this reason, Yang Xuehua avoided contact with Luo Mingzhe and didn’t want to be seen at the same events; even when it was unavoidable, she hurried away.

Upon returning to Gao Jiazhi’s home, Yang Xuehua and Yu Shijie never saw Luo Mingzhe and Liu Yue again and prepared to go home, while Xia Xiao and Gao Jiaxing were also ready to visit their maternal family.

At that moment, Ge Liang rushed over with his children, handing them over to Gao Jiazhi’s care, as he needed to visit the hospital.

It was only then they learned that Sun Yuhua was nearing her end.

The house fell silent instantaneously, and Li Xiaoting was the first to speak up, "Let’s go and see her."

Gao Jiazhi slightly knitted his eyebrows—it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to visit, considering Sun Yuhua had been married, and although Yang He was long gone, his presence at the hospital might cause unnecessary speculation.

Gao Jiazhi looked towards Li Xiaoting, who shook her head at him, "I just think the children from her husband’s side might not care for her. Weilin and her son-in-law are there, and it’s not easy. You could help out a bit if you go."

Of course, Li Xiaoting wasn’t going to go herself or allow her son and daughter-in-law to go; she felt that Gao Jiazhi visiting was enough to assist Weilin.

Ultimately, Gao Jiazhi did go to the hospital, and Xia Xiao and Yang Xuehua accompanied him. Hearing of Sun Yuhua’s illness, the Yang family did contribute some money but didn’t visit in person, merely sending their secretary to deliver the funds.

The Suns were even more out of the picture; Mr. Sun and Sun Mu were long gone, but although Sun Yuhua’s elder brother was still there, neither he, his wife, nor their children and grandchildren came.

Xia Xiao and Yang Xuehua both sighed, thinking about how one wrong step by Sun Yuhua led to another.

By the time they reached the hospital, Sun Yuhua had already fallen into a coma. When she awoke later, it had grown dark. Suddenly seeing a fleeting figure at the window, she asked Weilin, "Did I just see my father, or are my eyes playing tricks on me?"

"No, Dad came over." As Weilin’s words landed, tears once again streamed down Sun Yuhua’s face.

Neither her paternal family nor her maternal family came; Sun Yuhua wasn’t disheartened, but knowing that Gao Jiazhi had come in her dying moments suddenly filled her with contentment.

She grasped Weilin’s hand and said, "Don’t let your dad come in, I don’t want him to see me like this."

Weilin nodded, not mentioning that her father had already visited while her mother was unconscious. Weilin was surprised by her father’s visit but, in her heart, was glad too.

Even though she knew her parents had become strangers and had formed their own families, making reconciliation impossible, Weilin wouldn’t have blamed him for not coming—but his presence also brought her joy.

Sun Yuhua knew her end was near, she held onto Weilin’s hand and continued, "Throughout my life, I always made mistakes and lived with endless regrets. All these years, I profoundly regretted, wishing I had never made those mistakes."