Chapter 426: Chapter 426: Wedding in a Dream_1
Third Young Master Jun advanced, his face full of disdain as if she was nothing more than an insignificant ant he could easily extinguish.
"Is that the best you can do for revenge? That truly is beneath contempt. Childish." Ye Lu raised her chin in defiance.
"It appears you are very scornful!"
Third Young Master Jun walked to the side of the bed, placing his hands on either side. He leaned in, his devilishly cold face close to hers, but his tone surprisingly gentle.
"I have myriad ways to punish, you can choose."
Could anything be worse than physical humiliation? She scoffed.
"Would you like to choose between walking barefoot on an iron plate studded with nails, or having sulfuric acid poured into your nostrils while being hung upside down, or perhaps serving as a human guinea pig for an unanesthetized surgery in the name of science? Of course, there are other options. Would you like to hear more?"
Ye Lu’s face paled drastically, she glared at him, "You are sick, and incredibly cruel."
"So this is what happens when someone messes with me."
Third Young Master Jun silently stroked her cold face, looking at the fear and disgust in her eyes brought a perverse gratification to his heart.
If she doesn’t love him, then let her hate him, that is not so bad.
A destructive love or a destructive hate, either will serve to validate his existence and etch him forever in her memory.
"Ah..." Ye Lu was suddenly pushed onto the bed by him, hands pinned. Her eyes widened, full of disgust, her breath wavering, yet she stared him down.
Third Young Master Jun’s hands were like irons clamps, his handsome face devoid of any emotion. With a flick of his finger, he effortlessly pulls off her robe.
She curses him, hits him, but she can’t stop what he’s doing.
All she can do is curl up, trembling, looking away in disgust.
But he made no move to touch her, instead he got up, walked over to the sofa, picked up the wedding dress that she’d thrown there, and came back to help her put it on.
Ye Lu gawked at him, absolutely bewildered. What on earth was he doing?
This man is truly unfathomable; she just can’t anticipate his next move.
"What are you doing? Why do you want me to wear a wedding dress, and to sleep in? Are you an idiot?" Ye Lu was exasperated and resists.
Unfortunately all her struggling was in vain. Despite her efforts, Third Young Master Jun had managed to get the wedding dress on her—it was slightly askew, but it was on nonetheless.
Ye Lu was worn out, she stared at him, too exhausted to move.
Third Young Master Jun stayed silent, his gaze lowered.
He fiddled with the wedding dress for quite some time, before finally zipping it up at the back. He then started fussing with the dangling silk ribbon at her waist, and after a while, he clumsily tied it into a bow.
Ye Lu couldn’t help but roll her eyes. The bow was supposed to be tied at the back, not the front.
But the question was, what the hell was he doing? It was so eerie!
This didn’t feel right to Ye Lu.
After he finishes adjusting her wedding dress, Third Young Master Jun’s gaze became deep, he gentley caressed her face.
"Now, you’re my..." bride!
Even if he’s not worthy of a real wedding, and she refuses to marry him.
He’s obsessively committed himself to carry out a ceremony, watching as she wore a wedding dress for him, blooming happiness just for him.
He gazed at her, in this moment, his powerful heart was filled with an unspeakable fragility. Shattering, maddening, petulant...even the whimsical and capricious ruler, Jun Huang, had dreams he could not fulfill!
"I thought what you were up to? So you’re tired of qipaos and belly dance outfits and now you want to play dress up with a wedding gown. Truly disgusting, Third Young Master Jun." Ye Lu coldly looked at him, shaking with indignation.
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