mtl008 Chapter 286 Decision
Chapter 286 Decision
Those tricks can fool others, but they can't escape my eyes. You've been studying hard recently, leaving home early and coming back late. Are you really that focused, or are you deliberately avoiding me? I resisted touching you, and you think you have won?"
He gritted his teeth, wishing he could break her waist.
Seeing her working hard to learn the rules every day, he felt a little bit of pity for her and was even willing to start treating her gently again. It was not that he really wanted to kill her - this was why he had kept a certain distance from her in the past month.
However, her attitude made him feel even more disappointed - she resented him when he was not doing well, and became even more arrogant when she showed a little affection for him!
Although she struggled hard, she was still pinned to the bed, unable to move, tears streaming silently down her face filled with humiliation.
Listening to her weak and painful sobs, he looked at her tearful eyes and felt a sense of heartache inexplicably welling up in his heart.
He loosened his tightly clenched hands and hugged her and sat on the soft sofa chair.
But he did not let her go until the hairpin in her hair fell off.
He knows where women suffer the most...
Even so, she kept her lips tightly closed and refused to make any sound.
Her eyes were filled with hatred for him, and her fair face flushed with anger.
Finally she couldn't hold back a low moan any longer.
Hearing the tiny sounds, he pinched her chin and forced her to lift her face up, then blocked her sobs with his lips and swallowed all the sounds...
Time passed by minute by minute, and it took half an hour before it finally ended.
At this time, Cui Rong's soft and weak body nestled in his arms, her head gently resting on his solid chest, the front of her clothes already stained with wet tears.
Even at the end she still made a slightly trembling sound from time to time but insisted on not saying a single word to break the silence.
But he himself seemed much calmer at this moment. He gently stroked the soft black hair of the beauty in his arms and said gently and teasingly: "Xu Cui Rongrong, you are simply made of water."
But she remained silent, tears rolling down one after another, like pearls breaking off a string, leaving streaks of water on her delicate cheeks.
As he gently took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, the anger in his heart dissipated, replaced by a sense of helplessness and heartache. He sighed softly, "Okay, don't cry, Wan'er."
The voice was low and had a hint of warmth.
However, as soon as these words of comfort came out, they touched the most vulnerable part of her heart, causing her crying to become even more intense, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances and sorrows.
He held her slightly cold chin again, forcing her to look up and look into his wet eyes. His tone was mixed with pleading and determination, "We are already husband and wife. We will spend our lives together no matter what. So why don't we get along well?"
Those eyes seemed to reflect the entire starry sky, but they could not hide a subtle softness.
But she turned her face away, unwilling to look him in the eye, her voice full of grievance and unwillingness: "How can I not want to live a good life?"
The voice was almost choked with sobs as he spoke these words. Endless stories and sadness were hidden behind every word.
"What you call 'living a good life' is nothing more than pleasing the elders and learning to be a qualified wife. You only care about your life in the Song family and never consider living in harmony with me."
Although his words were plain, they revealed deep helplessness, as if the huge stone that had been suppressing his heart for a long time finally had a chance to vent.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a bird that was about to spread its wings and fly but stopped because of fear; she pursed her lips and remained silent, with a complex light flashing in her eyes - from confusion, grievance to gradually emerging anger, but in the end she chose to remain silent, only using silent protest to express her attitude.
He slowly raised his hand and gently touched the cold tears left on her cheek. He looked at the woman in front of him who was once forcibly bound to him by fate with tenderness and pity, and asked in a low voice: "Wan'er, can't you like me a little more?"
These words were like a bolt from the blue. She was stunned for several seconds before she raised her eyes and stared at the man opposite her who was usually arrogant but now rarely showed a weak attitude. She felt mixed emotions in her heart.
After sniffing, he lowered his head and reluctantly said something that was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "You always force me to do things I don't like."
After hearing this, the man's expression was stunned for a moment, then gradually turned into a bitter smile: "Have I ever forced anything since we got married? But in the end, I am still treated as a transparent existence."
What was revealed in his words was not only dissatisfaction but also unspeakable heartache and helplessness, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to completely resolve the long-accumulated rift between the two of them.
What's the point of bringing this up?
He thought angrily in his heart, and even cursed the other person in his heart - this heartless little thing!
But when facing the tearful person in front of him, he couldn't say anything harsh.
"You just pushed me."
Her eyes were wide open, as if she wanted to vent all her long-accumulated resentment on him.
"You were just talking about being a good wife according to the Rules for Women. I thought you really learned it."
This sentence was more like a mockery and counterattack to what he had said before, causing one to feel an indescribable irritation in his heart.
She bit her lips until blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and she didn't want to say anything more to him!
He just turned his head coldly and looked at the gray skyline outside the window. There was no colorful world there, only endless sadness and despair.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he returned to his usual cold and serious look and said: "Let's forget about today's matter. If you dare to arrange for a woman to approach me again, I will embarrass you in front of the window next time."
These words were said calmly and decisively, leaving no room for maneuver.
Cui Rong's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted; her face instantly turned red as if blood was dripping; her whole body was shaking uncontrollably - "You..." These three words were almost forced out of her trembling mouth, full of fear and disbelief - she never thought that her husband would say such words so cruelly!
Who spread those rumors about his noble character and gentleness like jade?
It was obvious that the person standing here and ruthlessly suppressing her was not the legendary person at all!
He gently stroked her cheek. Although his action seemed very gentle, his words revealed his determination and determination: "If you want to live a good life, I will treat you well. If you don't want to, then I can save myself the trouble."