Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 844: Chapter 844: Foolishly Fell Into His Trap Chapter 844: Chapter 844: Foolishly Fell Into His Trap She didn’t turn her head as she said, “I’m not running away… It’s over between us, and since it’s over, we should go our separate ways and never see each other again!”

The four words ‘never see each other again,’ she bit down on them particularly hard.

He had ridiculed her, so she retaliated against him.

Ruan Tianling’s eyes grew even colder, and his muscles tensed up a notch.

“Ha, I gave you this house a long time ago, this is your turf. Now you want to move out, if you’re not avoiding me, what is it?”

Enough!

How long is he going to humiliate her!

Jian Yufei threw the clothes in her hand back into the wardrobe, turned around, pointed to the door, and angrily said, “You’re right, this is my place–the one who should leave is you, get out of here right now!”

Ruan Tianling sat up straight and mocked, “You’re using reverse psychology on me again. If you want me to stay, just say it. There’s no need to speak in riddles.”

Jian Yufei was so angry she couldn’t speak.

“Ruan Tianling… what exactly do you want to do, playing childish word games with me on purpose, is it fun?”

“I’m not, I just want you to admit you really care about me,” the man said bluntly.

Jian Yufei felt an impulse to spew blood in frustration.

She grabbed her hair and swept it back as if this would help her regain some clarity and rationality.

“Listen carefully… I don’t care about you, I don’t care about you!” She emphasized desperately, but he only laughed with deeper meaning.

Jian Yufei felt a surge of annoyance, as if the more she explained, the worse it got.

“Jian Yufei, anyone can see how much you care about me when you’re like this… These, are they your tear stains?” Ruan Tianling said with a grin, pointing at the pillow in his hand.

Jian Yufei felt like she was going insane–why wouldn’t he just drop that thing!

“That’s not it! I told you, those are sweat stains, don’t you understand?” She went forward, snatched the pillow away, and looked at it only to find it perfectly clean, without any marks.

Jian Yufei froze…

Ruan Tianling, unbeknownst to her, had already knelt and risen, coming up behind her.

He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his burning chest pressing against her body through the thin chiffon fabric.

His scorching breath sprayed on her neck, causing Jian Yufei’s heart to shiver uncontrollably.

“Ruan Tianling, you’re playing me, there’s nothing on it!” she said stiffly, trying hard to sound indifferent.

Ruan Tianling chuckled lowly, his voice seductive and hoarse, “There’s nothing on it, but you still fell for it, didn’t you?”

Jian Yufei bit her lip tightly, her face turning red with embarrassment.

It was precisely because there was nothing on it that she felt even more embarrassed…

Certainly, there was nothing on it, yet she became so emotional, insisting those weren’t tear stains but sweat marks.

What did this indicate?

It indicated she was feeling guilty, unsure whether those were her tear stains…

It indicated that last night she really was upset, so much that whether she cried or sweated, she couldn’t tell!

And yet she foolishly fell into his trap; now it was too late to say anything…

“Jian Yufei, have you forgotten? The temperature in the room is constant, you would sweat only if you were exercising in bed…” Ruan Tianling’s hot kiss landed on her neck, and Jian Yufei’s fingers involuntarily tightened on the pillow.

“I wasn’t here last night…” he placed another kiss on her earlobe, “Who were you exercising with?”