Mu Yiliang’s breathing beca rapid, and she closed her eyes as if trying to escape reality.
"I’m really sorry, it’s again this ti." He laughed lowly.
Mu Yiliang’s eyes remained tightly shut, but her lips involuntarily pursed, the color gradually fading, turning pale.
The man let out another cold laugh, suddenly lifted her hands above her head, holding her wrists with one hand while the other was free, pressing against her lips, "Open your eyes, look at !"
His tone was forceful, allowing no refusal!
Finally... she had to face this fact.
She trembled as she opened her eyes, eting his dark, mocking gaze, a pang of pain in her heart.
If he rembered everything, then he must rember the plan they had discussed—to make him disappear... With his personality, how angry would he be!
What awaited her was probably a harsher punishnt than before!
"Are you very afraid?" His fingertips lightly caressed her lips, carrying a cold temperature, "Now, you don’t even bother to pretend anymore... huh huh."
Perhaps it was her illusion, but Mu Yiliang seed to detect a trace of desolation in his icy voice.
She smiled bitterly and spoke: "I’m not pretending, I’m just tired..."
The man’s gaze darkened, ink swirling, the next second, Mu Yiliang felt a sharp pain in her jaw!
"You wish I would disappear forever... You think I don’t need to give you any punishnt?" He spoke slowly.
Indeed, he rembered everything!
"I’m sorry." Mu Yiliang’s voice was hoarse, "I shouldn’t have had those thoughts, no one has the right to make you disappear."
He laughed lightly, seemingly mocking, after a while, he slowly released her, turned over to get out of bed, dressed, and left the bedroom without looking back.
Mu Yiliang still lay there, staring at the ceiling, slowly letting out a breath.
The Tahiti trip was evidently canceled, she had to continue staying on this small island, not knowing when it would end.
How long would she have to wait until yesterday’s Yan Sijue might return? She didn’t know...
After a long ti, Mu Yiliang finally got out of bed.
Although the situation made her fearful and helpless, maybe because she had been ntally prepared, it wasn’t so hard to accept.
So, she calmly dressed, washed up, put on makeup, then went downstairs to have breakfast.
After the al, she walked to the entrance of the manor, surprisingly not stopped by the servants, probably because Yan Sijue hadn’t had ti to give orders yet.
She ca to the edge of the beach, found a rock to sit on, took out her phone and saw there was still no signal. Yesterday she was so imrsed in excitent that she forgot about this, otherwise, she might have found an opportunity to call her son; she hadn’t contacted him for three days, wondering if that boy was worried about her.
She sighed deeply, feeling extrely heavy-hearted.
Was she supposed to live like this from now on? With him who had two personalities... One day he was gentle and considerate, the next day when he opened his eyes, he was domineering and suspicious... If this continued, she would probably have a split personality too!
Yet she couldn’t leave him, nor did she want to leave him.
She exhaled deeply, stood up, and walked towards the sea, the warm sea water rising up, subrging her ankles, the sea breeze blowing her long hair as if taking away so of the pent-up frustration.
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