Chapter 313: Chapter 311: There’s something even more unexpected with you, want to hear it?
From that day on, Chu Xinyue mockingly awoke to the reality.
Indeed, she was a person with a heart disease, unable to have children, her life span was limited—how could she possibly marry the Crown Prince?
She had even foolishly hoped that she would have the chance to spend her life hand in hand with the boy in the wheelchair.
She desperately wanted to extinguish the flame in her heart, to stop thinking about Ya Chen, but she couldn’t.
On the contrary, upon learning it was absolutely impossible to be with Ya Chen, her rebellious spirit flared up instead.
This only deepened her infatuation with Ya Chen.
Aside from the rare one or two opportunities, she could barely go to the castle.
Unless invited by the Ya Family, entering the castle privately was a crime against the laws of S Country.
For the castle was not just the Ya Family’s residence, but also a historical heritage of S Country.
So every time, she could only sneak in.
All for the sake of stealing a glimpse of him from the shadows.
Until several years ago, on that day, as usual, she had bribed a gendarme at a side gate with her pocket money and sneaked into the castle’s garden.
She was familiar with the place Ya Chen visited most often in the afternoon—it was here.
Then she witnessed his accidental fall into the water—
If she were discovered in the castle, she would certainly be punished, but without hesitation, she dashed out and jumped into the pool, exhausting the greatest strength she would ever muster in this lifetime to push him up.
As she heard voices and footsteps hurrying this way, Chu Xinyue panicked and, soaking wet, ran away.
What she didn’t expect was that from that moment on, the boy’s heart came to shelter a person, which turned out to be Jiayi, newly arrived in Nanga.
Now, in Ya Chen’s eyes, he was convinced that it was Jiayi who had saved him and instead viewed her, Chu Xinyue, as a malicious sister who even wanted to steal her younger sister’s credit.
This kind of misunderstanding was as painful as a needle piercing her heart.
At this moment, in the hospital room, Chu Xinyue’s eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings as she quietly stared at Ya Chen, waiting for his understanding.
If only he would answer, "Yes, I am no longer angry with you," her pain would lessen by half.
Several seconds later, Ya Chen was jolted from his shock and swiftly withdrew his hand from her delicate jade-like one.
What on earth gave this woman the confidence to be so unreserved in her closeness to him?
As if he belonged to her.
The man’s motion to withdraw his hand was fierce, accompanied by a push, and Chu Xinyue, being too weak, toppled backward with the momentum and ended up lying on the hospital bed.
Chu Xinyue’s face went pale as she lifted her head and stared blankly at him.
"I am not angry with you; I despise women like you," he enunciated clearly, the corners of his lips curving slightly as if laced with a mocking smile, "Miss Chu, I came to visit you purely because of the relationship between the Ya Family and the Chu Family. It’s because of me you almost lost your life, and both emotionally and rationally, I should come to see how you are. Beyond that, there’s no other implication. Furthermore, your illness is your own affair; please, I beg you and your mother not to take your anger out on innocent people. Jiayi has been staying in the castle recently, and I will not allow you and your mother the opportunity to harm her. Oh, and please don’t come here again to get stimulated and fall ill—you’re simply not worth the excitement. Is it necessary to get upset over a man who sees you as a witch?"
Chu Xinyue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, the blood draining from her face.
Although she knew that Ya Chen’s visit to the hospital was definitely not out of concern for her, hearing his sharp and blunt words still proved too much for her to bear.
Covering her lips, suppressing the cry threatening to burst from her throat, she didn’t want people outside the hospital room to hear, yet she clung to the last shred of her pitiful dignity, choking back low sobs:
"Why was it me who saved you that year, not Jiayi!"
Her heart stabbed with pain!
She wished, just like Ya Chen said, not to be agitated by his words, but—
She couldn’t do it. Every move he made, every word he said, tugged at her heart.
Her plaintive cry only elicited deeper disgust from the man.
He said coldly, "I think I’ve accomplished my task for today." Brushing off his sleeve, he turned around, ready to press the forward button on the wheelchair.
In that moment before he left, the man’s icy gaze nearly drove Chu Xinyue to the brink of collapse. She yanked out the IV from the back of her hand and leaped out of bed!
She firmly wrapped her arms around Ya Chen’s neck from behind, crying nonstop: "I won’t let you go! I won’t let you leave! I don’t want you to marry Jiayi! I don’t want it!"
Ya Chen couldn’t believe she dared to do this. The woman’s frantic breathing pressed against his neck, a blend of soft heat and moisture.
He had never been this close to a woman before, as if frozen in place, he couldn’t move.
After a while, he grabbed her hand and yanked her forward fiercely, pulling her within two centimeters of his own face!
Although paralyzed from the waist down, his upper body strength remained strong. In fact, to compensate for his lower body, he often worked out his upper body making it stronger than that of the average young man.
His seemingly slender body was full of fierce strength!
He pinched her delicate wrist mercilessly, bringing it to his face, his breath icy as he inhaled her panic:
"I never imagined you could be so shameless, Chu Xinyue. Is there anything you wouldn’t do?"
Due to the common condition of heart patients, her skin was naturally delicate and tender, almost translucent; a slight bump would leave a bruise, prone to breaking easily.
Under such ruthless grasping, her skin quickly turned black and blue, with even the signs of reddish blood spots appearing.
But Ya Chen could not see it; he continued to increase his grip gradually, using it to vent his anger and disdain for her!
Chu Xinyue did not resist, nor did she cry out in pain, only biting her teeth tightly.
This was the first time she was in such close proximity to Ya Chen; she could smell the elegant and rich scent of ambergris on him, feel the heat of his breath.
She thought she might really be a masochist; preferring to be further humiliated by him than to part from him even for a moment.
After all, he wouldn’t believe her anyway. In his eyes, she was already a ruined woman, and Chu Xinyue had given up.
With a heart resigned to her fate, she let the man twist her wrist, her smile tinged with endless pain: "Yes, I am shameless. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do. Besides these, there’s more you can’t imagine. Do you want to hear it?"
If she couldn’t make him love her, then let him hate her.
After all, her life, Chu Xinyue’s life, wouldn’t be very long, and she at least wanted to be etched in his memory, even if through hatred.
Ya Chen’s brows furrowed, but he didn’t interrupt her, waiting for her to continue.
Her voice spread word by word throughout the hospital room: "After Jiayi was brought back to the Chu Family by my mom, I knew she would be your marriage partner. Do you know how envious I was of her..."
