Lu Zhaoyang suddenly hated for herself for it . Here she was, far away from him, and yet Huo Yunting still invaded her thoughts from time to time .
Suddenly, Huo Chen pulled her by the waist into his embrace .
His warm and gentle voice came from above her head, "Sweet dreams, Yang Yang . "
A long forgotten sense of security crept into her heart . Lu Zhaoyang fought the urge to cry as she replied softly, "Good night, Chen . "
The familiar nickname brought a smile to Huo Chen's face, but Lu Zhaoyang did not see it .
He remembered hearing her calling his name back when he was still unconscious .
His determination to see her again allowed him to wake up from the long coma .
The hotel's warm temperature protected them against the cold outside at night .
Huo Chen reluctantly let her go and opened the door for her .
"Get in, now . "
Lu Zhaoyang wanted to say something in return, but failed to think of anything . In the end, she entered the room without a word, took a shower, and lay down on the large bed inside .
The room was dark inside . She could hear nothing but her own breath . The silence was a little daunting .
After awhile, Lu Zhaoyang heard a loud bang in her sleep .
She sat up in surprise and reached for the light switch, but was caught at the wrist by a figure in the dark .
The familiar scent made her freeze in place . She could not see him in the dark, but she could sense his cold and vicious aura .
"Let me go, Huo Yunting!" Her wrist felt like it could break at any moment .
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Huo Yunting put his whole body on hers, keeping her in place .
"How dare you elope with someone else when you are my wife, Lu Zhaoyang? And with my uncle, no less! You have guts!"
"I didn't . It's not what you think it is, let me go!" She cried as she struggled to break free .
Even if she had left him, it was not to elope with Chen!
She never expected to continue her relationship with Huo Chen . It was simply impossible for them to be together again .
Huo Yunting pulled hard on her fragile pyjamas, nearly breaking the seams .
She felt cold, but the chill running along her spine was even more dreadful .
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She shook her head furiously . "No! No!"
The man on top of her did not seem to hear her . His evil features came closer and closer . Suddenly, the man smiled maliciously . "You deserve to die, Lu Zhaoyang!"
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Was he going to kill her?
Death was a form of release for Lu Zhaoyang . However, where would it leave Chen? What about her mother?
If she died, would Huo Yunting's hatred be fully smothered?
Huo Yunting took out a military combat knife out of nowhere . The blade glistened coldly .
Lu Zhaoyang stared at the knife in horror .
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"You forced my hand, Lu Zhaoyang…"
"Ah —"
Lu Zhaoyang sat up abruptly on bed . Loose strands of hair stuck onto her sweaty skin as she looked into the darkness of the room .
It was a nightmare…
She quickly switched on the bedside lamp . The ambient light soothed her greatly .
Huo Yunting was not in the hotel room, but the nightmare felt so real to her .
This was only her first night away from him, but he had already started haunting her . What would happen after this?
Lu Zhaoyang lay on bed with the lights on . She shut her eyes but could not fall asleep .
When she got together with Huo Chen again the next morning, she did not feel entirely awake and alert .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!