lcionline Chapter 121 He Apologizes to Her
Chapter 121 He Apologizes to Her
Chapter 121 He Apologizes to Her
If he didn't know that Lu Tingyun's target was him, he might still believe that Lu Tingyun was a conservative and respectful man.
But after learning about all of Lu Tingyun's schemes, he didn't believe that Lu Tingyun would be so secretive as to not even kiss her.
Even if she has her period and Lu Tingyun is unable to sleep with her due to circumstances, he will still hug and kiss her.
Yue Yirou suddenly felt very sad and upset. What did she do wrong in her past life? Why did God send such a man to punish her?
"I've already said no, nothing at all." Yue Yirou roared angrily and sadly, "Lu Tingyun did want to kiss me, but every time he got close, I would think of all the times you humiliated me. I couldn't bear it, I couldn't accept him under these circumstances. Yan Ye, you say you love me, but do you know how deep the hurt you've caused me is? I will never be able to get out of your shadow for the rest of my life, do you know that?"
After Yue Yirou finished her angry roar, she burst into tears.
What did she do wrong?
Why do you do this to her?
Yan Ye was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The jealousy in my heart had dissipated, but my chest felt like it was blocked by something, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.
All along, he overlooked a very important thing: his domineering behavior had caused her profound harm.
He only thought that he wasn't domineering or shameless, and that he couldn't even have her, but he never considered the pain she felt inside.
He became the shadow of her life, the shadow she feared most.
This is not what he wants.
He loved her, but he also hurt her the most.
Yan Ye's anger and jealousy had completely dissipated.
He looked like a child who had done something wrong, and his eyes were somewhat timid as he looked at Yue Yirou.
"sorry."
After muttering those words, Yan Ye released Yue Yirou, turned around, and staggered out of the bathroom.
With tears in her eyes, Yue Yirou stared in disbelief at Yan Ye's staggering and powerless figure.
What did he just say to her?
sorry?
Did she hear it correctly?
Is he apologizing to her?
Does he know he did something wrong?
But what does this "I'm sorry" even mean?
Does it make sense?
Can her innocence be restored?
Yue Yirou bit her lip, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down, suppressing her sobs and tears.
Suddenly, she curled her lips into a bitter smile.
After wiping away her tears, Yue Yirou took off her clothes, stepped into the bathtub filled with rose petals, and slowly sat down.
Forget it, since she's already decided to make that decision, why bother thinking about it anymore?
When Yan Ye left, whether intentionally or casually, he closed the bathroom door and did not come in to disturb her while she was taking a bath.
After soaking for nearly twenty minutes, Yue Yirou came out of the bath, dried herself off, and put on a neatly folded bathrobe.
This is a light yellow silk robe, light, breathable, soft and comfortable.
The clothes Yan Ye prepared for her were all high-end items.
Aside from forcibly taking her despite her wishes, he was indeed very good to her and very generous towards her.
A man's willingness to spend money on a woman is the best proof of his love for her.
But this wasn't the love she wanted.
My gaze inadvertently fell on the clean white handkerchief next to the sink.
That was Yan Ye's handkerchief, which she had casually placed down when she carried her in.
It was stained with her tears, and still carried the faint minty scent of Yan Ye, and a little bit of snot.
Yan Ye's special handkerchief...
After hesitating for a moment, Yue Yirou turned on the faucet and put the handkerchief under the faucet to apply hand sanitizer and wash it.
After washing and wringing it dry, I laid it out to dry on the clothesline next to the sink.
Gazing at the clean white handkerchief hanging out to dry, Yue Yirou sighed deeply, then opened the bathroom door and walked out.
After she came out, she didn't see Yan Ye's figure at first glance.
The hotel's presidential suite-like bedroom was large and luxurious. After searching for several minutes, Yue Yirou not only couldn't find Yan Ye, but she also couldn't find his bed.
Isn't it tiring to make such a big room?
She really couldn't understand the lives of rich people.
It wasn't until she entered a room that resembled a small, dark room that she saw a figure that was barely visible.
"Yan Ye?"
She frowned and called out softly.
The figure moved slightly, seemingly looking at her, but made no sound.
Yue Yirou's brows furrowed even deeper.
She was certain that the person was Yan Ye.
But what is he doing?
The lights weren't turned on.
Seeing the light switch by the door, Yue Yirou pressed it without hesitation, and the dark room was instantly illuminated.
Yue Yirou then noticed that Yan Ye was slumped on the floor, completely soaked, dripping water from head to toe, with a puddle of water already on the floor.
Yue Yirou was stunned.
More than half an hour has passed since he walked out of the bathroom, and he has been wearing these wet clothes the whole time.
Although it's summer, the room is air-conditioned, and he'll easily catch a cold if he stays like this.
What is this man doing?
Two men who love her, each one more troublesome than the last. What did she do wrong in her past life?
"Yan Ye, why didn't you change your wet clothes after you came out of the bathroom?" Yue Yirou couldn't help but ask.
She didn't want to care about him, but for some reason, she felt a little reluctant.
Whatever this man did to her, at least he truly loved her.
Yan Ye lowered his head and remained silent.
She couldn't see his expression, but from the sorrowful aura emanating from him, she could sense that he was in a bad mood.
what happened to him?
Why do you look so sad?
She had never seen Yan Ye like this before, sitting alone in a dark room, quietly grieving.
He was either domineering, shameless, unreasonable, or utterly despicable. Aside from the one time he thought she had hurt his child and ran to the hospital crying while carrying her, he had never shown her such sadness and grief.
Suddenly, a strange light flashed in her eyes, a hint of excitement.
"Night Baby?"
Is it the baby that night?
Yan Ye couldn't possibly be this fragile and sad. He must have been stimulated by what she said earlier, and turned into Ye Baobao after coming out of the bathroom.
"Night Baby, is that you? What's wrong? Why are you ignoring your sister?"
Yue Yirou was convinced that the man sitting on the ground, looking as sad as a child, was Ye Baobao, so she took a step and walked over.
She knelt down in front of him, cupped his face in her hands, and said softly, "Baby Ye, what's wrong? Why are you so sad? Hmm?"
Her voice was so gentle that Yan Ye felt both sad and wanted to keep listening.
He wanted to tell her that he wasn't Night Baby, but he also wanted to continue enjoying her tenderness and care.