The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

“A fuss?” Shui Anluo sneered. She gritted her teeth as she enunciated every word. “Is every explosion of feeling a fuss to you? You’d never care about someone else’s feelings, would you?”

Chu Ningyi initially felt the urge to throw the pillow back at her as he listened to what she had just said. However, when he saw his sleeping son on the bed, he held himself back and methodically placed the pillow behind her.

“If we inadvertently alert the enemy, the consequences…” Chu Ningyi said as he slowly approached her and brushed his warm breath over her face.

“I’ll bear it on my own.” Shui Anluo clenched her fists.

“I can’t bear it.” Chu Ningyi and Shui Anluo had spoken in unison.

Shui Anluo was shaken. The remnants of her voice were still caught in her mouth as his surprising words echoed in her ears.

Because of what he had said, she felt as if the cat has got her tongue. She was rendered speechless.

She had felt that Chu Ningyi was an emotionless man because he never cared about anyone else’s feelings. He did not care if Qiao Yaruan was sad and he did not care if her senior brother wallowed in remorse.

However, he could always pinpoint the deepest thoughts in her heart in one sentence.

He cared about…. Her!

Furthermore, it was only her.

In front of others, he could be extremely cold. In front of her, he would be loving to the bone.

Chu Ningyi stared at Shui Anluo who was staring at him dazedly. He smirked and reached out to gently stroke her smooth cheek. “Why aren’t you saying anything? Cat got your tongue?”

His words pulled Shui Anluo back to her senses and she avoided his gaze.

Chu Ningyi placed his long fingers under her chin. However, this placement was more like a rigid hold that prevented her head from moving.

Chu Ningyi tapped his forehead against hers as his cool lips pressed against hers very gently.

Shui Anluo wanted to back away but she was held firmly in place by his fingers.

“I…” Shui Anluo spoke and the voice that spilled out from the corners of her lips was unlike her usual voice. Bits and pieces of her voice that had just spilled out had been channeled entirely into her mouth.

Overflowing with ambiguity…

Shui Anluo’s cheeks flushed red. Even her heartbeat, which had just been restored to its normal pace, turned irregular once again.

“Shui Anluo, there are many people in this world but I only have so much capacity for feeling. I only want to give them to the person I care about. I don’t want to waste my emotions on people who don’t matter to me and you aren’t obliged to give it definition from your worldview, understand?”

Chu Ningyi spoke very slowly. Every sentence and every word seemed like torture to Shui Anluo’s lips.

Shui Anluo could sense that he was angry and this time, he was punishing her with this severe torture.

Shui Anluo could not help but tighten her grip on the blanket beneath her. The person inches away from her made it difficult for her to see his features but she could see the irritation in his bright, crystal eyes.

‘If he doesn’t leave anytime soon, I’m going to choke to death,’ thought Shui Anluo.

She wondered if he would be convicted if she was sent to the hospital and the autopsy determined that she had died from suffocation caused by a rapid heartbeat.

Before Shui Anluo could suffocate, she poked her neck out and said to him, “Director Chu, if you don’t leave, you can start making preparations to collect my body.”

Chu Ningyi heard this, frowned, and backed away.

Shui Anluo heaved a sigh of relief and firmly pinched her sore neck. She had nearly broken it.

Only when Shui Anluo’s neck felt a little better did she look at Chu Ningyi again. She gently spoke and her voice was filled with a bit of longing and a bit of uncertainty. “So what you mean to say is that you’ve given all your feelings to me, right?”