freenovelworld Chapter 153 Give Him a Little Love
Chapter 153 Give Him a Little Love
Chapter 153 Share a Little Love with Him
Upstairs in the bedroom, Yan Ye leaned against the window, tears welling in his eyes as he gazed at the slender, frail figure below, his expression sorrowful.
A slender, fair hand slowly reached into the pocket, pulled out a light blue handkerchief, and gently stroked its delicate stitches with its thumb.
That lifelike lily, those three words—Gentle Love Night.
With a soft "drip," a tear of sorrow fell onto the lifelike lily, splashing onto the words beside it.
He's just fooling himself.
How could she possibly fall in love with him?
Even if she believed that Lu Tingyun was just using her, she would not fall in love with him or someone else.
She will never love him in her life, she never will.
She will no longer care about him like she used to.
Before receiving her care, he felt very painful. Now, he realizes that losing something after having it is much more painful than never having had it at all.
why?
Why would he say such awful things to her?
Why won't she forgive him after he apologized?
Why won't she believe him?
What does he need to do? What exactly does he need to do for her to care about him like before?
He wanted her attention, he wanted her love, he wanted it so badly!
Yan Ye suddenly buried her face in her handkerchief and burst into tears, her shoulders shaking.
When Yue Yirou pushed open the door and walked in carrying the brewed jasmine tea, Yan Ye was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the handkerchief she had bought for him.
Hearing the door open, Yan Ye looked up at her, his starry eyes red.
Did you cry again?
Yue Yirou felt a dull ache in her heart.
She didn't understand Yan Ye, and she didn't know what he really wanted to do.
He kept saying he loved her madly, yet he didn't believe her.
If he said those things to her because of Lu Tingyun, perhaps she could understand, but knowing that there was nothing between her and Abiao, he still said those things to her. She really couldn't understand and couldn't forgive him.
She didn't know if he was just too jealous and couldn't stand her being nice to any other man, or if he had never trusted her at all.
Yan Ye, the man closest to her, was someone she had never truly understood.
"Yi Rou..." Yan Ye called her name timidly, like a child who had done something wrong.
Yue Yirou forced herself to look away, refusing to see his pitiful appearance.
She didn't walk towards Yan Ye, but instead went to the coffee table, placed the jasmine tea on it, and without looking at Yan Ye, said indifferently, "The tea is ready, please drink it slowly. I'll go downstairs to help Butler Xue prepare dinner."
After saying that, Yue Yirou picked up the tray, turned around, and walked towards the door.
"With gentleness..."
Yan Ye couldn't take it anymore. He threw the handkerchief soaked with his tears onto the bed, stood up, and pounced on Yue Yirou.
He grabbed her arm, turned her body around, and lowered his head to kiss her lips—a domineering and deep kiss.
With a clatter, Yan Ye snatched the tray from Yue Yirou's hands and threw it on the floor. Then, he took her hand and made her hug him tightly, kissing her as he held her close.
Yue Yirou did not resist, and even obediently hugged him, but no longer responded to his kisses. She simply let him kiss her, silently enduring his domineering and crazy behavior.
Receiving no response from her, Yan Ye felt a pang of pain in his heart and kissed her even more forcefully and passionately.
Yan Ye kissed her for a long time before letting go, but from beginning to end it was a one-man show for him, without receiving any response from her.
"Why, Yi Rou, why won't you forgive me? I've already released Abiao, apologized, and told you that I never fed a living person to the wolfhounds. Why won't you forgive me?"
He couldn't help but shout excitedly.
He wanted her response, he wanted her care.
Yue Yirou was slightly out of breath, turning her flushed face to the side, unsure of what to say.
She realized she had made a mistake before she realized it. If she didn't love Yan Ye, she shouldn't have been so nice to him and given him hope.
She was really wrong.
"Yue Yirou, please forgive me."
When Yan Ye saw Yue Yirou turn her face away and ignore him, he could no longer control himself, grabbed her and burst into tears.
Why was his happiness so short-lived, so easily lost?
He dared not hope that she could love him wholeheartedly; he only asked that she could share some of the love she had for Lu Tingyun with him.
He's not greedy, really not greedy; a little is enough for him.
But he didn't get even a little bit.
Yue Yirou was startled by Yan Ye's heart-wrenching cries.
As she listened, her nose tingled, and her eyes welled up with tears.
Fate was cruel to both her and Yan Ye.
"Yan Ye, don't be like this. I already asked you if you would regret it. If you regret it now, let's get a divorce."
He always knew that she had feelings for Lu Tingyun.
For a woman like her, suffering is an inevitable part of life, and it was only a matter of time before she couldn't bear it.
Yan Ye stopped crying and gradually released her, his handsome face covered in tears.
He stared at her blankly, his lips trembling as he uttered, "Divorce?"
She wants a divorce?
She doesn't want him anymore?
Is she still thinking about getting rid of him?
Yan Ye's gaze slowly descended, finally settling on the dazzling ring on Yue Yirou's left middle finger.
They'd only been married for a short time, and they hadn't even had a wedding yet, and she was already asking for a divorce.
In her heart, had she never truly acknowledged their marriage? Had she never truly acknowledged him as her husband?
Following his gaze, Yue Yirou shifted her eyes to the diamond ring on the middle finger of her left hand.
After a soft sigh, she slowly raised her hand, intending to take off the diamond ring.
Yan Ye watched her movements, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe. Suddenly, he grabbed Yue Yirou's hand, stopping her, and roared at her, "Don't take it off! You're not allowed to take this engagement ring off until I've put the wedding ring on your finger!"
Forget it, forget it, let's start all over again.
It's just starting over again; Yan Ye has no shortage of the courage to start over.
Don't you want his gentleness? Then he'll be just as rude and shameless as before.
You think he's bad and can't forgive him, right? Then he'll be bad to the core and show her.
"Keep it on properly. If you dare to take it off, I'll bring Lu Tingyun back and Abiao back, and throw them all into the backyard to feed the wolfhounds."
Yan Ye's veins bulged as he gritted his teeth and threatened.
Yue Yirou was stunned by him again.
This man...
After threatening Yue Yirou fiercely, Yan Ye strode to the coffee table, picked up the cup of jasmine tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, he put down the cup, turned around, and strode back. Without saying a word, he bent down, picked up Yue Yirou, who was still reeling from his sudden change, and kissed her as he walked towards the bed...