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He wrapped his arms around her, gently embracing her against him. "What are you doing here?"

"I ca here to fry a bitch alive but I guess that won't be happening." She sighed. She snuggled against his warmth and closed her eyes. "Yong Liwei better not make any more trouble for us. I might not stop myself from punching him."

"That will hurt." His chest revibrated when he chuckled a bit.

Another sigh escaped her lips. She had a hard ti doing that knowing that she would be hurting Han Yizhou as well. Loving a man with two different identities was hard. He was so easy to love but at the sa ti, when he switched to Yong Liwei, he was so easy to hate as well but this was what she chose. She chose to be with him. Maybe one day, Yong Liwei would finally give them their peace and disappear.

"You should head back, it's late," he said, stroking her hair which only made it harder for her to get up now that she was feeling so comfortable and at the sa ti, drowsy with him.

"I'll… sleep here." She adjusted her position only to bury her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.

"Won't you get in trouble if you stay here?"

She grunted and instead, retorted, "trouble is my middle na."

"How about our son?"

"Madam Bella will be looking after him." Just for tonight, she just wanted to sleep in his arms and forget about her motherly duties for just one night. She had nothing to worry about since she left her son with soone she trusted. Call it selfish but Lu ngjie just wanted to spend the night with him after a month of separation.

Han Yizhou sighed helplessly. He could tell that his wife was tired. ntally tired. Maybe a part of it was his fault.

A few seconds later, he heard a soft snore coming from her. He smiled a bit. He continued to stroke her hair as he shifted his gaze towards the ceiling.

"Stop giving her a hard ti…" he whispered.

'This is for our benefit. She will only cause you more pain.'

"Don't do things that could make her hate ."

The voice in his head beca quiet. For so reason, Han Yizhou couldn't help but feel a small fear growing in his chest. He panicked. "What did you do?"

Silence.

He tried to recall anything that could give Lu ngjie a reason to hate him but there was none. It was more like his dominant alter was blocking those mories from him.

Han Yizhou wanted to raise his voice, to force Yong Liwei to spill whatever it was but with Lu ngjie in his arms, he couldn't do it. He could never.

Back at the Bai Japanese mansion…

At one side of the room, a man and woman were standing, facing each other. In the middle of them was a crib.

Bai Jingye was staring back at Bella Qin who was looking at him grumpily but no one dared make a noise. No, not when the baby inside the crib was sleeping so peacefully.

"Get out," she hissed.

"With pleasure," he replied before walking past her.

For so reason, she couldn't help but be irritated at him. The way he spoke, the way he acted, in other words, everything about was simply irkso. He was tall, hot, and gorgeous but… with extra salt. A salty son of a bitch.

She was on the verge of bursting. She needed to eat any strawberry-flavored food!

Bella Qin took one more glance at Little Peanut, making sure that he was still asleep. He didn't look like he was going to wake up anyti soon so she left and headed downstairs.

The mont she entered the kitchen, she stopped in her tracks. Her brows knit together the mont her eyes landed at Bai Jingye… who was enjoying a slice of strawberry shortcake.

"You," she growled lowly.

The man paused from eating the dessert as he cast his eyes at her.

"What are you doing here?"

"Playing," he replied with a sarcastic tone in his voice. He turned his gaze back at the sweet and continued to enjoy it.

Her brow twitched. He was clearly disrespecting her and she didn't like it at all. She was itching to slam that slice of cake on his face.

"Bella, calm down," she mumbled to herself. Bai Jingye was younger than her so obviously, she was going to be the person to adjust and be mature.

She ignored him once again and went to the refrigerator, opening its door. Her eyes began searching for any strawberry dessert but there was none. From the looks of it, Bai Jingye had the last strawberry-flavored food. She shut the door and turned to him, her gaze landing at his half-eaten dessert.

Bai Jingye, who was busy looking at his phone, scooped a part of the cake and placed it in his mouth, only to find it empty. He tore his gaze from his phone to look at his plate of cake only to see it gone.

He looked around, scanning the room but he couldn't see his plate, Bella Qin was gone too. He stood up from his seat to look around. He even checked the living room and there she was, happily enjoying his half-eaten cake. She ate the strawberry he was saving for the last bite.

His eyes darkened. "Bella Qin."

The woman paused for a second but only to increase her pace of consumption. Until… hwuala! The plate beca empty in a matter of seconds.

She licked her lower lip, satisfied upon finishing the food.

"You stole my cake!" He began stomping his way towards her.

With calmness, she looked at him and smiled sweetly as she was now in a good mood. "I was going to replace it."

He stood tall in front of her. It was the first ti she saw the blank look on his face fluctuated. "Replace?! Who permitted you to steal my cake?"

"No one." She shrugged. "That's why it's called 'stealing' young man."

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