Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
The big palm that was clasped on her slender wrist had a forceful grip. Yan Xiruo struggled for a while but couldn’t break free.
She looked up and at the man who refused to let go of her.
When she met those obsidian-like, deep, and narrow eyes, her heart couldn’t help but shiver.
Yan Xiruo didn’t expect to meet him again here. Panic and helplessness flashed past her crystal clear eyes.
A few seconds after the two of them looked at each other, she looked away and frowned. She said coldly and plainly in a hoarse voice, “Let go.”
Ye Juemo’s deep and complicated gaze continued to land on Yan Xiruo’s body. Although her hair was down, it couldn’t cover her red and swollen left cheek and the corners of her broken mouth.
“What’s going on?” he asked in a low and cold voice.
There were a few clients standing next to Ye Juemo. When everyone saw him showing concern to a disheveled woman who was shabbily dressed, they couldn’t help but feel curious.
It was inevitable that everyone would usually find a few women to accompany them for their private entertainment. However, they had never seen any woman by Ye Juemo’s side. Even his secretary and assistant were all men.
They even doubted once if there was an issue with his sexual orientation.
Now, it seemed like he just hadn’t met a woman he was interested in yet.
Yan Xiruo’s clothes were torn apart by Lu Jingchen several times. She covered her chest with the hand that wasn’t held by Ye Juemo. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she felt sorry and embarrassed. “Let go! It’s none of your business!”
Upon hearing Yan Xiruo’s words, the people behind Ye Juemo sucked in a cold breath of air. They had never seen any woman in An City who dared to speak to the cold and ruthless Master Jue in such a tone.
Just when they thought that Ye Juemo would use some force to make the woman submit to him obediently, they saw him unexpectedly let go of her hand and say coldly, “Get lost!”
It was as if Yan Xiruo was granted amnesty. She turned around and couldn’t wait to leave, as if the people behind her were water beasts.
Ye Juemo looked at Yan Xiruo’s back as she fled. His handsome face seemed to be covered with frost, and the people behind him felt as if they had fallen into ice cellars.
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Yan Xiruo ran to the exit in one breath. She wanted to leave the cruise. However, the security staff informed her that the cruise had already started to depart and would not be able to return until tomorrow afternoon.
Looking at the vast sea, Yan Xiruo, who didn’t know how to swim, cried without tears.
Yan Xiruo walked to the deck and squatted down, feeling uncomfortable. She hugged her knees with both hands and buried her small face in.
Why? Why did she and Lu Jingchen end up like this?
Her ideal marriage wasn’t like this.
They waged a tit-for-tat struggle against each other whenever they met. Now, they even came to blows.
His slap had completely removed the feelings of nostalgia she had for him. When she smashed the ashtray on his head, it was estimated that she had also destroyed all semblance of relationship they’d shared since they were young.
He was her husband. It was reasonable for him to touch her. However, as soon as he approached her, whether it was his breath or kiss, she had felt extremely disgusted.
It turned out that she had OCD!
Grandpa’s expectations for her were going to fall through. She couldn’t help the Lu family produce offsprings and couldn’t accept a flirtatious husband.
Yan Xiruo stayed on the deck for a long time. The temperature of the sea was much lower than that on land. Yan Xiruo shrunk herself in a corner and kept shivering.
She was hungry, tired, and cold now.
Not knowing how long later, she, who felt that her brain was heavy, suddenly heard steady and powerful footsteps approaching her gradually.