Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!-Chapter 129: A Man’s Silent Treatment

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Chapter 129: Chapter 129: A Man’s Silent Treatment

Faye Xavier immediately replied, still sending a voice message, but Shane Warner converted it into text, displaying: Isn’t this person Simon Sue? A popular young idol, you can just search him online directly.

Faye Xavier added: Master Shane, you wouldn’t be having inappropriate thoughts about his delicate looks, would you? Let me warn you in advance, he’s a guy. You should stay honest and live with your little sister-in-law!

Shane Warner still wished Simon Sue was a girl, then he wouldn’t worry about losing Audrey Sutton.

Audrey Sutton was angrily eating her meal, thinking about how she had painstakingly ordered a table full of dishes, and he didn’t appreciate it. Instead, he responded coldly and showed a gloomy face, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

Shane Warner typed Simon Sue’s name into the search engine on his phone and looked at his profile.

The first thing he noticed was the "22 years old" on the profile page.

Two years older than her.

Considered to be the same age.

For the first time, Shane Warner was so envious of someone’s youth.

He was twenty-eight, nearly three generation gaps away from her.

He had never envied other people’s campus romances before, but now he wished he could be a bit younger, to be with her at school every day.

To accompany her to classes and after school, to go to the library with her, have meals at the school canteen with her every day, and wait downstairs at the dorm on weekends to go shopping and watch movies together...

After glancing at Simon Sue’s other profile details, he was also quite accomplished at a young age, having reached the top of the entertainment industry just two years after debuting, boasting 90 million fans on X...

He looked acceptable, and such a glamorous and sought-after star, few young girls could resist, right?

Both men with outstanding looks and successful careers—one is an "older man" eight years her senior, as she called him; the other, a campus phenomenon of similar age...

The choice seems not to be difficult.

Shane Warner closed his phone and glanced at her still angrily stuffing potatoes into her mouth, feeling desolate.

The eight-year gap initially made him confident he could have her, but if she fell in love with a man more suited to her, what could he do?

The most frightening thing is that she has slowly filled his heart, only to possibly leave one day.

Just thinking about it at this moment feels heartbreaking.

But he thought if that day did come, he would choose to let go and fulfill her because she deserved better and more suitable love and marriage.

Previously, he always felt she liked him, but now, he was unsure.

He didn’t understand a young girl’s mindset.

Perhaps she did like him before but just met someone better, and changing affection is quite normal.

After all, when they first married, she said it was for "fun."

Since it’s a game, it will eventually end.

But he was willing to let her play to her heart’s content and let her retreat unscathed when she wants to end it.

Audrey Sutton, having eaten her fill, was entirely unaware of what the man sitting opposite her was thinking.

Having not heard him speak and looking up to see his expressionless face again, she felt uneasy inside.

"Are you gonna eat or not? If not, let’s go; I’m going back to the dorm for a nap."

Shane Warner slipped his phone into his coat pocket and stood up first.

His car was parked just downstairs from the canteen, but he got into the car without driving off.

Audrey Sutton hesitated momentarily before opening the rear door and getting in.

The distance from the canteen to the dorm was only a few minutes’ walk, and it was a quick drive.

Neither spoke, and Audrey Sutton stopped trying to please him.

She let out a light "humph," turned her head, opened the car door, and got out, walking into the dormitory without turning back.

After climbing one flight of stairs, Audrey Sutton stood on the balcony in the hallway and looked over, finding his car still parked.

She felt somewhat comforted inside.

Climbing to the second floor, she looked again, and the car still remained.

Upon reaching the floor where she lived, she looked again, and the roadside was empty.

At that moment, her heart seemed to empty as well.

She didn’t know where things went wrong; all she felt was a suffocating heaviness.

Barry Barrett invited her to play games, but she wasn’t in the mood. She kicked off her shoes and curled up in bed.

Seraphina Vaughn asked if she was catching a cold; Audrey Sutton merely said she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

But she couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much she huddled under the quilt.

Scrolling through their previous chat records on her phone, she listened to his voice messages again and again, tears unknowingly falling onto the pillow.

Has he gotten tired of her?

Is he thinking about divorce?

She remembered reading in a relationship topic somewhere that when a man wants to break up, he usually won’t say it directly but will use silent treatment to avoid you until the woman can’t take it any longer and proposes a breakup.

Is that what he’s doing now?

He wasn’t the one who came to pick her up after school; there was only the driver in the car.

Returning home, she drew comics until after six, and he neither came home nor asked her to go out for dinner, nor told her to sort out her own dinner.

As if he didn’t care about her at all.

She simply cooked a bowl of noodles, disinterested in further comic sketches, sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring at the TV, her mind wandering.

Watching time slip by hour after hour, Audrey Sutton curled up on the sofa and fell asleep unknowingly.

She didn’t sleep well; concerns restless in her heart made her uneasy and feeling somewhat cold.

She slept fitfully through the night until dawn.

As the sky brightened, the TV remained on, and she was still asleep on the sofa.

Getting up, she glanced at the slippers she had placed by the door for him; they were the same as they were yesterday.

He hadn’t returned all night.

Hurriedly checking her phone, the chat remained stuck on yesterday’s messages.

A sleepless night with not a single message; he used to inform her in advance of any matters...

He deliberately chose not to contact her.

Audrey Sutton pulled up his number, but then exited the dial page, lying on the sofa as tears once again streamed down.

General heard her stifled cries, running to the sofa and nuzzling her as if comforting her.

Audrey Sutton reached out to hug General, crying even more intensely.

Head aching, nose blocked, chest congested, she reached for the box of tissues on the coffee table, continuously wiping her tears until her eyes were red and swollen in pain.

Her heart was confused about why things suddenly turned this way; perhaps Chloe Swift was right, love was a stumbling block for them.

Marriage started with benefits, and now it naturally moved towards extinction as it lost its value.

Did she lose after all?

Another two dazed days passed without a single word from him.

Audrey Sutton couldn’t resist hearing from Faye Xavier about Shane Warner’s whereabouts, discovering he had been on a business trip these days.

She heard he was returning tonight.

Audrey Sutton didn’t want to endure this torment any longer; if he had made up his mind, then it would be better to end everything early.

At around nine, the sound of a car came from outside, and General immediately got to his feet, waiting by the door.

After hearing the successful unlocking sound from the door lock, the door opened from the outside, and he walked in wearing a black woolen coat, carrying his suitcase.