Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Yan Yue wrapped her arms around his, pouting slightly, and asked him with concern.

“I ran into some trouble yesterday, I didn’t hear when you called me…” He was just explaining when a message came in on his phone.

He took out his phone. Yan Yue looked over and immediately saw that the message was a MMS from Jian Yufei.

Jian Yufei was like a thorn in her heart. Seeing her message instantly made Yan Yue’s heart leap.

But Ruan Tianling chose not to open the MMS. Instead, he put away his phone and picked up some food with his chopsticks, placing it in Yan Yue’s bowl.

“Let’s eat. You took care of me this morning and haven’t eaten anything yourself. Don’t starve.”

Yan Yue smiled faintly.

It didn’t matter even if Jian Yufei was his wife.

The person he cared about, was always her.

Smartly enough, she didn’t question why he didn’t check the MMS; instead, she picked up some food with her chopsticks for him too.

“Tianling, you should eat more. You lost quite a lot of blood from the wound on your forehead. You need to replenish your strength. It hurts me to see you like this.”

Ruan Tianling’s eyes softened. He gently lifted Yan Yue’s chin and kissed her tenderly.

“Jian Yufei and I didn’t do anything yesterday, don’t misunderstand me.” Letting go of her lips, he explained in a soft, hoarse voice.

Yan Yue looked up at Tianling, her eyes softened with moisture, she wrapped her delicate arm around his neck and initiated another kiss.

“I trust you, no matter what you say, I trust…”

Ruan Tianling held her tight, his forehead resting against hers, the intimacy palpable.

They took their time, finishing the meal slowly.

Only after Yan Yue had finished her meal and had been sent home, Ruan Tianling opened the MMS message on his way back.

After reading the message, his eyes flickered slightly. He then deleted the MMS without any reaction.

His disregard was expected by Jian Yufei.

Yan Yue was his beloved, naturally, he wouldn’t get upset with her over such a trivial matter.

After a few days of rest, Jian Yufei was fully recovered. The wound on Ruan Tianling’s forehead had also healed well enough to be covered by his bangs, leaving almost no trace.

With her health no longer a concern, Jian Yufei had started thinking about divorce again.

The divorce needed to happen; no matter who tried to intervene, she had to divorce Ruan Tianling.

But their grandfather disapproved of the divorce and subtly pressured Ruan Tianling. Driven by his grandfather’s pressure, Ruan Tianling refused to sign the divorce papers, leaving the marriage in deadlock.

But they couldn’t drag this on forever either.

Jian Yufei had been constantly thinking about this issue. Coupled with her health troubles recently, she didn’t have much appetite for food.

Every day, she could barely eat anything, she always looked listless and dispirited.

One evening during dinner, the maid served three dishes: sweet and sour cabbage, stir-fried cured meat with mustard greens, and sour vegetable glass noodles.

She only ate these three dishes and didn’t touch any of the other dishes, not even her favorite shrimp.

Her unusual behaviour attracted everyone’s attention, the most concerned being Ruan Tianling.

Their grandfather also asked with concern, “Yufei, have you been losing your appetite recently?”

Jian Yufei nodded with a smile, “A little bit, it happens sometimes, it’ll get better in a few days.”

She had experienced similar situations before. Ever since marrying Ruan Tianling, she always kept things to herself and was never truly happy.

Losing her appetite from time to time was not unusual.