Chapter 723: The Wedding Night I Owe You (Part 2)
His breathtakingly beautiful face was right in front of her, so close that she could clearly feel his warm breath brushing against her nose.
It was ticklish, carrying a soul-stirring warmth.
Her hand rested on his chest, and his frantic heartbeat seemed to throb right under her palm.
This posture, such a dangerous posture, you see, if she moved even slightly, the thorn in her palm might pierce his heart and take his life!
This... bastard!
Han Jing didn’t even know how it happened; she, who had never known grievance, at this moment, amidst this bewilderment, felt a surge of sourness in her nose and a slight ache in her eyes. Like a shrew she always disdained, she couldn’t even stand steadily and stretched out her hand to hit him: "Su Yu, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?! You followed me on purpose, right? You bastard! You’re really rotten through! Bad to the core!"
Tears fell uncontrollably with a thud.
He was used to seeing her strong demeanor but was witnessing her being so capricious and willful for the first time.
There was a soft aching in his heart.
She kept muttering, "I hate you, I really hate you! I hate you, how come I can’t just..."
Her voice was so faint and fragmented that he could not clearly hear what she said afterward.
She truly hated him, hated how good he was, so good that she didn’t even have the courage to hate him, so good that she didn’t even have the strength to stay cold to him!
The grievances she had suppressed in her heart for so many years surfaced just because he stood in front of her.
Wasn’t it him who provoked her in the first place?
But why, in the end, did she become the one who couldn’t control herself?
Su Yu cupped her face, pressed his forehead against hers, and softly coaxed, "I was wrong, Jing’er, I’m sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have kept it from you, shouldn’t have hidden things knowing how much stress and pain it would cause you. You don’t know, when we met again and you said you didn’t recognize me, I almost went crazy. I kept thinking, how could my Jing’er be so heartless as to say she doesn’t know me..."
Han Jing’s small fist landed on his shoulder: "Do you have the nerve to say that? What am I supposed to do, I’m on the verge of breaking down. But I’m also afraid you’ll actually remember, like they said, ’the blazing fire burns the soul’, yet I still have to deal with Xiao Xue, that scourge, and explain painstakingly to her..."
Su Yu’s light kisses fell at the corner of her eyes: "Fool, no pain could compare to the pain of you standing in front of me, yet stubbornly refusing to come near. Didn’t I tell you, I would definitely come back for you, why would I lie to you?"
"I hate you! I hate you, you’re hateful!" Han Jing couldn’t argue with him; the grievances in her heart surged like a turbulent river, saying nothing but you hateful...
She was really going insane; probably all the calmness in her life had been exhausted on him.
Only now did she understand that she loved him, perhaps even more than he loved her, so much that she couldn’t quite believe it herself, that one day she would love someone this much, love him to the point where she couldn’t even uphold her principles.
Even though she cared so much about his deceit, she was still so immersed in his tenderness, collapsing instantly.