Also, because of her sudden disappearance and no news from him, in the past two days, he’s been like a madman, causing chaos at home—he even shot at Ou Mufeng, intending to kill his own father...
Does she know...what he’s been through these past two days?
Ou Mucen stood there, such a tall man, yet at this moment standing there, one could even hear the creak of his tightly clenched fingers...
Ye Ning was still staring blankly at him, not yet recovering from the sudden joy of seeing him. Seeing him staring at her , finally, her eyes turned red: "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to."
So does that mean she’s doing it on purpose? Forcing herself not to call him, not to contact him?
Standing at the door, like a gray wolf, the man was also staring intently at her. His gaze traveled from her hair to her feet, leaving nothing unexamined, hoping to find something in her eyes.
However, in his eyes, besides seeing her recovered form and her pale, bloodless face, he really couldn’t see anything from her.
Any reason not to contact him, Ou Mucen!
The man, enraged to the extreme, finally let every line on his face freeze over, stepping inside one step at a time, he stood before her with a livid face, without saying anything, suddenly, he reached out fiercely and grabbed her collar!
"Is your heart truly made of stone? I hold you dear to my heart, yet can’t even earn a bit of your trust?"
He really spoke word by word, that voice like spat ice, full of desolation, full of despair.
Ye Ning was shocked, staring blankly at this man driven nearly insane by her. Finally, she couldn’t hold back anymore, tears broke free: "No, husband, listen to me..."
"I’m not your husband! I’m just a stranger, Ye Ning, in your heart, I’m nothing, just someone irrelevant!"
"Yes, you are my husband, you are my husband!!"
She clung tightly to him, with a terrified expression, as if, if she didn’t hold on tight, he would completely disappear.
Yes, he, Ou Mucen, is her husband, Ye Ning’s husband, is now and always will be, forever!
Fortunately, by holding onto him so tightly and desperately expressing herself, this man like a trapped beast slowly calmed down and stood there, with eyes as blood-red and shimmering as hers, once again locking onto her.
Her small face was really pale, a sickly pale, under the dim light, it even appeared to have a bluish tint, and her legs, although they had recovered, seemed weak, like a frostbitten plant standing before him.
Ou Mucen, finally slowly calmed down...
The chubby aunt beside them hadn’t left either, having been a bit frightened earlier; this man was too terrifying.
But now, seeing him calm down, his hand still not letting go, she gathered her courage and spoke: "Xiao’an, is he...is he really your husband?"
He spoke just these two words, throwing them out coldly.
The chubby aunt: "..."
About to say something else, Ye Ning saw it from the side and quickly spoke first: "Auntie, he really is my husband, please step out for a moment."