52: Chapter 52: It’s All Wet, Why Bother Wearing It 52: Chapter 52: It’s All Wet, Why Bother Wearing It An Ruo felt as if her heart had sunk into the abyss when she heard his words, her body trembling with cold.
No wonder he hadn’t pursued the matter before, he had been planning to use it to threaten her…
“You are so sneaky and despicable!”
“No venom, no husband,” the man replied naturally, with pride.
An Ruo diverted her gaze, unwilling to look at him anymore.
“Tang Yuchen, you are threatening .
But the cooperation between An family and Zhongcheng isn’t sothing you can tamper with just because you want to.
Your words might deceive soone who knows nothing, but they can’t fool .”
Tang Yuchen’s fingers had already unbuttoned her first button, but An Ruo didn’t struggle, perhaps she no longer had the spirit to care what he was doing to her.
“An Ruo, do you think I would say sothing without certainty?
If you don’t believe , tomorrow I will show you whether I am capable…”
A shiver ran through the bottom of An Ruo’s heart.
What if he really was capable, what would she do?
“Don’t be afraid, as long as you obediently do as I say, I won’t make you carry an additional debt of 200 million.
An Ruo, you and your brother are living together now, right?
Tell , how would he manage if you were in jail…”
He was indeed talking about her worst fears.
An Ruo’s biggest concern was how An Ji, still so young, would cope by himself if she were gone.
Did she really have to bow down to him, obediently follow his words, and live such a dark life?
Feeling An Ruo’s inner struggle, Tang Yuchen kissed her lips and seductively said, “An Ruo, it’s nothing to worry about, nothing to fear.
Just pretend we are still husband and wife, and maybe you’ll feel better about it?
Besides, if I don’t tell and you don’t tell, nobody will know that you are my woman…”
As her clothes were unbuttoned, the last line of defense in An Ruo’s heart also collapsed.
Forget it, let it be a compromise then, let him do whatever he wants…
Closing her eyes that felt as lifeless as dead ash, An Ruo felt a pain tantamount to death.
Her defeat, however, did not affect the man’s spirits; all he wanted was her young and beautiful body.
As long as he was satisfied, that was enough.
How she felt did not matter to him at all, nor did he care to bother about it.
…
She did not know how long she had soaked in the bathtub or how long it had been.
When everything was finally over, An Ruo staggered to her feet and chanically picked up her clothes scattered on the floor and put them on haphazardly.
The clothes were snatched from her in an instant, and Tang Yuchen casually tossed them aside: “They’re wet, why put them back on.
Stay here tonight, tomorrow I’ll have soone bring you a few sets of clothes.”
“I need to go back!” An Ruo looked at him expressionlessly, her tone cold.
Ignoring the displeasure in the man’s eyes, she stubbornly put on her soaked clothes.
“An Ruo, you f*cking won’t listen to , must you go against ?!” The man furiously grasped her chin, his tone angry.
He didn’t know what he was angry about, but her deanor greatly infuriated him.
An Ruo shook off his hand, a flash of disgust in her eyes, “I have to go back!”
Xiao Ji was still waiting for her at ho, no matter how late it was, she had to go back, she couldn’t let him worry.
Understanding An Ruo’s determination, Tang Yuchen turned abruptly and strode away.
An Ruo walked out of the villas, and it had started to drizzle outside.
She recklessly ran into the rain, allowing it to wash over her face, her body, as if it could sohow cleanse her a little.
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