Standing Next To You-Chapter 545: Fei Chuan’s fiancé

The weather was perfect that day. The sky was clear, and the wind gently swayed the leaves. It was an ideal day for a stroll in the park, to bask under the pleasant scenery.

However, instead of a park, the man once again found himself in the emptiness of a graveyard.

He stood before a gravestone, a haughty glint in his eyes. His neatly combed hair added to his composed, handsome appearance. Yet, despite his poised demeanor, there was an unmistakable madness lurking within his gaze—a wild, unrelented spirit who would lash out at any minute.

Smirking down at the grave, he spoke. "How are you doing down there? I bet you’re rotting." His voice dripped with arrogance. "My life has been nothing but smooth sailing since you’re gone. Oh, and my romance? It’s thriving. My girlfriend is officially staying in the country—she wants to take care of me." His lips curled into a self-satisfied smile.

"If we were to compare our romance, mine would be far superior to yours. You dated a Henson who had a child behind your back, while I’m with a James who loves me wholeheartedly. Even in love, you lose. Too bad you can’t witness it."

With a careless hand, he ruffled his neatly styled hair, transforming his composed look into a rugged, irresistible mess. A crazed glint flickered in his eyes. He didn’t understand why he kept coming back to this place just to update a dead woman on his life.

Maybe... he simply wasn’t willing to let her rest.

Yes, she needed to know how great his life had been—how wonderful everything was now that she was gone.

He left after his usual monologue, but as soon as he did, the once-clear sky darkened. Thunder rumbled in the distance.

When he returned months later, he carried a bouquet of flowers, claiming they were for his girlfriend. Again and again, he visited the grave, sharing tales of his life and romance with the woman who was no longer in this world.

On the fourth year, he came back with an announcement. He was getting married next year. At that time she thought he wouldn’t come again.

But the following year, on the eve of his wedding—Bei Sangyun had an unexpected visitor.

A beautiful woman with golden blonde hair.

.....

Bei Sangyun’s heart pounded as she walked away, her steps unsteady. She wasn’t paying attention to the streets she passed—she only knew she needed to get out of there.

She clutched the bag of food tightly against her chest, as if holding it could steady the frantic beating of her heart. If only she could reach inside and force it to calm down.

The moment she saw the woman with golden blonde hair, she had recognized her instantly.

"Hi, I’m Melanie. Fei Chuan’s fiancée."

That soft, sweet voice—laced with melancholy—echoed in her ears. A memory flashed in her mind: Melanie’s sad smile from the past as she introduced herself.

Melanie.

Bei Sangyun had never met her personally before—not in her previous life, nor in this one. Until today.

She only knew her because, once, Melanie had visited her grave.

That was the first time the faceless "girlfriend" in Fei Chuan’s stories had finally taken form.

Bei Sangyun suddenly stopped walking. Only then did she realize she was trembling.

Melanie. So that was Melanie in the flesh.

Fei Chuan’s only girlfriend. His fiancée in the previous life.

"...Are they together?" she murmured, her lips quivering.

The image beneath the street lamps played in her mind. It was the first time she had ever seen Fei Chuan walking so closely with a woman. The way he bent down slightly toward her...

Bei Sangyun’s heart twisted in pain.

Did he... kiss her?

A wave of suffocation crashed over her.

When Fei Chuan turned around and their eyes met, she couldn’t stop herself. She ran.

She ran away like a coward.

Because she couldn’t bear it.

She couldn’t bear to watch Fei Chuan be gentle and intimate with another woman.

Bei Sangyun collapsed to the ground, her legs trembling beneath her.

She hadn’t expected to see Melanie. It had never occurred to her that Melanie would already be in Fei Chuan’s life at this time. And that they would be this... close.

Had Fei Chuan truly moved on? Had he, just like in the past life, met Melanie and fallen in love with her?

Were they together?

Were they... going to marry each other again, just like before?

Pain filled Bei Sangyun’s heart.

She wasn’t sure how Fei Chuan and Melanie had ended up together in the past, nor how their marriage had ended. But the fact that they had once been together and seemed to be together again at this time was enough to make her feel like her world was crumbling.

What if, this time, they got married again?

What if, this time, they decided to stay together?

Could she bear watching Fei Chuan marry another woman?

Could she bear watching him belong to someone else?

Her vision blurred.

She couldn’t—she couldn’t bear to see him marrying another woman. freewebnoveℓ.com

If this had been the past her, she would have done anything—no matter the cost—to get what she wanted. But now... she couldn’t be selfish. She couldn’t be greedy. Not after what she had done to him.

Even if she wanted to barge in, she no longer had the right to come between them.

She had already caused Fei Chuan enough heartache.

Bei Sangyun felt her world collapsing around her.

What should she do?

She remained crouched on the cold pavement of an unfamiliar street for a long time, the food in her arms slowly growing cold.

.....

When Bei Sangyun ran away, Fei Chuan’s feet instinctively moved to follow her—but a tight grip on his arm stopped him, jolting him back to reality.

"...Do you know her?" Melanie asked softly, concern evident in her eyes.

Fei Chuan looked back, watching Bei Sangyun’s figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance. His throat burned, and every part of him wanted to chase after her. But he restrained himself.

It was dark. He couldn’t leave Melanie here, alone on an unfamiliar road. She had no idea where she was.

Pushing down the overwhelming urge to run after Bei Sangyun, he pulled out his phone and quickly sent a message to Assistant Chen. When he received a reply confirming that the butler was on his way, he let out a quiet breath, forcing himself to stay still.

"Do you still want to walk around?" Melanie asked, trying to sound cheerful.

Fei Chuan didn’t respond. Seeing that, she didn’t press him for an answer. Instead, she tightened her grip on his arm, as if to stop him from running away.

"...Are you not tired?" he finally spoke. "It’s getting colder. We should head back."

Melanie nodded with a smile, but her heart felt hollow.

For some reason, a dull ache settled inside her chest.

Her mind was filled with questions about the woman from earlier, but she was afraid to ask again.

They returned to the villa in silence. Fei Chuan told her to rest.

Melanie nodded and went to her bedroom, but the moment she shut the door, she pulled out her phone. With a deep breath, she opened a saved photo.

It was an image of Bei Sangyun and Fei Chuan together at a banquet.

"So it is really her. The rumors are true. They are close."

Otherwise, Fei Chuan wouldn’t have reacted that way.