𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕺𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 (ZhanYi)

Hate

Wang's Pov.

My life has been a nightmare since I saw Sean with a pregnant lady. This incident had a profound effect on me, leading to a series of events that shaped my life. I got married just as my father wanted, sacrificing my own desires to appease him. I turned into a workaholic, dedicating all my time and energy to my career as a means of escaping my reality. I isolated myself from everyone, including my father, to avoid confrontations and maintain peace. I did what he asked, avoiding any actions that would lead to disapproval or conflict. However, deep down, there was no day that I didn't think of him. I found myself constantly searching for any sign or reassurance that he was okay.

In a desperate attempt to regain some sense of normalcy, I often visited Glistering Island, hoping that I would catch a glimpse of Sean. However, my visits were met with disappointment and frustration. It became a ritual, a futile attempt to mend a shattered connection. The constant cycle of hope and disappointment took a toll on me, sapping my energy and leaving me feeling helpless.

One fateful day, while at Glistering Island, I encountered someone who looked exactly like me but was in her twenties. Her name is undisclosed. Lee wanted to ask for her name or even take a picture so that we could troll my father. However, the moment she saw Lee, she ran away, and he ran after her leaving him desperate to talk to her. It was disheartening to witness the fear on her face, reminding me of the power my father held over me.

When we got back to China, I told my dad about the lady I saw, and his response shocked me. Instead of expressing concern or curiosity, he simply said, "I was active and still active, and not to forget, very handsome and rich and all the ladies love me." It was as if he had heard nothing of what I had shared and was living in a fantasy world of his own.

His comment left me feeling bewildered and disappointed. I wanted to talk about my sibling, but my dad seemed more interested in bragging about his achievements. It was disheartening to witness his self-centeredness and inability to truly connect with me.

Despite my initial reaction, I shrugged it off like nothing had happened. I suppose it was part of my dad's personality and his way of dealing with things. I didn't want to make a fuss or argue with him, as I knew that would only lead to further disconnection.

However, a couple of days before my birthday, Lee suggested I tell my dad I had a business trip as an excuse for not attending my party. While part of me wanted to follow through with the plan, I couldn't do it. I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing my dad again.

It's been five years since I attended my birthday party, and that thought weighed heavily on my mind.

As I pondered my decision, I realized that it was time to take matters into my own hands. I wanted to set boundaries and make myself a priority. Whether it was attending my birthday party or pursuing my dreams, it was time for me to make choices that aligned with my own needs and desires.

That evening, I wasn't planning on going, but my wife wanted to be there, and she begged me that we weren't going to stay long. Reluctantly I agreed.

I was shocked to my bones when I saw Lee, Sean, and the girl that looked like me. I was even more astounded when she called me her dad. It didn't dawn on me immediately, because I can't remember having sex with anyone aside from Sean. However, as I looked at Sean, I knew he wasn't the type to lie about something so serious.

I was hurt and heartbroken, and I wished the ground would open up and swallow me when I said I wasn't Blake and didn't know him. The pain in his eyes shattered my world, making me realize the gravity of the situation. As everyone fell silent, I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt and confusion wash over me. But my dad has gone crazy over the years, and I won't risk him knowing about Sean. The fear of his reaction kept me paralyzed, unable to face the consequences of this newfound truth. Yet, deep down, I knew that hiding the reality was only prolonging the inevitable.

My heart was broken by the entire scene, and I wished I had not attended my party, but I was also glad I attended because I could see the love of my life. "He still looks handsome and mature."

When Sean explained everything about Yanli, I felt broken beyond repair, ashamed, and less of myself. If only I had talked to him or allowed Lee to talk to him that day, we might be a happy couple now. Regret washed over me as I realized the missed opportunities and the silence that had cost me so dearly. "I MADE A MENTAL NOTE TO MAKE IT UP TO SEAN AND YANLI." And Enzo still hated me.

The whole CIA issue got me worked up, but I made a deal with Mr. Fengmian to tell him everything about my dad for Yanli's release. It wasn't easy convincing him she was innocent, but he agreed, and she was finally released. The relief I felt was indescribable.

It is true that I still love Sean. I will not lie to you, and I am glad that Enzo is married. He and Sean are family now. I was sad to hear that he lost his mom, grandma, and grandpa. They were good people, and I loved them as much as they loved me.

But everything changed. Sean despised me because of my family background. My dad went after his daughter, I'd be furious too if he tried to shoot me just because I fell in love with a boy.

I thought he was joking but he made it clear he didn't want to have anything to do with me. I wish I could turn back the hands of time and make things right but am not a magician.

I hated myself for everything that happened to him. Nothing I said worked. And I did the only thing that could let him talk to me.

I picked up Enzo's gun and pointed it at myself. "I was exhausted and unhappy, and at that moment I wanted to end it all before Sean asked me to drop the gun and talk to him. I didn't think it was going to work but am glad It did.

Sean took the gun from me and said, "You know what, Blake? I changed my mind. Get the hell out of my room and out of his life. The next time I see you, I'll put a bullet through the middle of your face."

My jaw dropped. For a moment, the room felt like it was closing in on me. My heart shattered, and an indescribable wave of pain tore through me. The weight of Sean's words was heavier than anything I had ever felt. I could barely process what had just happened. There was a time when Sean and I had been lovers, and now here he was, pointing a gun at me, dismissing me as if I meant nothing.

l opened my mouth, but no words came. My throat tightened, my chest ached, and I stood there, frozen, staring at him. His face was hard, his eyes full of a hatred I couldn't understand. The man standing before me wasn't the Sean I knew. He had always been fiery, but never like this-never threatening, never this cruel.
What had I done to deserve this? Had things really gotten so out of control that he wanted me dead? My mind raced, trying to make sense of it all. But nothing made sense. Nothing.

Without another word, I slowly turned and walked out of the room, my steps feeling heavy, almost mechanical. My feet carried me forward, but my thoughts were stuck at that moment, replaying his threat over and over in my head. It felt surreal. The man I once trusted now wanted me gone, erased like I had been nothing more than a stain in his life.

The pain was relentless, twisting my gut as I tried to catch my breath. Each step away from that room felt like a step away from everything I thought I knew. I wanted to run, to hide, to disappear-anything to escape the sickening reality of what had just happened.

As I closed the door behind me, the silence outside was deafening. I knew that life had changed in an instant. There was no going back.