Chapter 948: Chapter 928: Feeding Her Like a Pig
"Then what are you doing..."
He leaned close to her ear, exhaling softly, "Your hands, or your mouth—choose one."
Her face turned bright red in an instant. "In your dreams! Do you think this is some kind of multiple-choice question? I’m not choosing anything—!"
Before she could finish her sentence, her cheek was pinched between his fingers and turned toward him.
"Then should I choose for you?" He deliberately squeezed her face, forcing her mouth to reflexively part, revealing the soft, moist tip of her tongue. The sight was unbearably enticing.
His actions were so practiced—it’s not hard to imagine how many times he’d done this with his mistresses. Liang Anya felt nauseous. Keeping her mouth ajar, she tried to intimidate him, "If I accidentally bite it off, don’t blame me. I’m telling you, when I go crazy, even I’m afraid of myself—"
Si Yuheng’s expression darkened. Huh, this woman sure understands herself well. But then again, this was a valid concern. If she were really pushed to her limit, she wouldn’t hold back.
For safety’s sake, he decided to aim for something less risky.
He released her cheek and grabbed her pale, delicate hand, guiding it downward.
Before she could even gasp, his exotic, striking features relaxed into a look of serene pleasure. The faint sheen of sweat on his high nose bridge and his half-lidded piercing blue eyes conveyed pure indulgence. Breathing heavily, he guided her, instructing her on the pressure—harder, softer...
Her face flushed with such intensity it seemed like blood might drip from it. She felt a strong urge to crush something in her grip. Even their night months ago hadn’t been as mortifying as this moment.
Yet, she realized that unless she satisfied this man tonight, he wouldn’t let her go.
Her slim, white fingers struggled a few times against his grip but eventually gave up resisting.
**
The next morning.
When Liang Anya woke up, she found herself alone in the room.
The air seemed to still carry traces of last night’s passionate desire. She splashed her face with cold water and returned to the bedroom, sitting half-confused for ages, unable to snap out of it.
She lifted her right hand. Though it had been scrubbed thoroughly clean, it still felt like his maddeningly lingering touch was imprinted on it.
"Miss Liang, you’re awake," the housekeeper dedicated to taking care of Liang Anya entered with a tray, followed by a private doctor.
The housekeeper, as usual, placed the breakfast on the coffee table and left.
Suppressing her chaotic thoughts, Liang Anya glanced at the doctor and frowned in confusion.
This private obstetrician, hired temporarily by Si Yuheng, only came by daily to check the fetal heartbeat and rarely came upstairs.
The doctor noticed her doubt and explained, "Miss Liang, Mr. Si specifically instructed me to examine the baby once you woke up."
"The baby’s fine. What’s the point of unnecessary checks?"
The doctor cleared his throat awkwardly before replying, "Mr. Si was concerned because your activities last night might have been too exerting, and he wanted to ensure there was no effect on the baby."
Liang Anya instinctively clenched her fists. The faint soreness in her hand confirmed it—as if her hand hadn’t been used enough last night.
"Doctor, since the Hall Master instructed you, just conduct the checkup quickly. Don’t waste time chatting with her," a sultry, teasing voice floated in from the partially open bedroom door.
Liang Anya looked over, only to see Kasey sauntering in, arms crossed, exuding the confidence of the villa’s mistress.
Clearly, Kasey had overheard the doctor’s earlier remarks. Jealousy flickered across her face as she processed the insinuations—too much activity? Could it be that the Hall Master truly did something with her last night?
The Hall Master spending these months almost entirely in her room was bad enough. But even when catching an early flight, he wouldn’t leave this woman alone the night before?
What exactly was it about this Chinese girl that was so beguiling?
Liang Anya eyed Kasey uneasily. Ever since refusing her help on the first day of living here, they’d hardly interacted over the past few months. Kasey had never once come into her room.
Kasey’s smirk deepened as if she could read Liang Anya’s mind. "The Hall Master asked me to stay and look after you before he left. You didn’t think I volunteered, did you?"
Liang Anya’s eyes flickered. "He’s gone? Took the plane?"
"Yes, an 8 a.m. flight. He left. While the Hall Master is away, I’ll be overseeing you. Now, let’s get the checkup done!" Kasey waved a hand to signal the doctor to proceed.
Aside from the temporary housekeeper and private doctor, Si Yuheng had also left two Beiming Hall subordinates and Kasey at Yunling.
Si Yuheng had considered Liang Anya’s initial refusal of Kasey’s care. But among the group, Kasey was the only woman, making her the more practical choice for monitoring purposes.
Liang Anya snapped out of her thoughts and replied, "You don’t need to handle me. Just stick to your business. As before, we’ll stay out of each other’s way."
Kasey’s brows furrowed briefly with vexation. "Do you think I want to? It’s the Hall Master who ordered me to keep eyes on you at all times! Doctor, don’t mind her—just get it done!"
The doctor, aware of Kasey’s unique position as Si Yuheng’s woman, didn’t hesitate further and began the examination.
Though frowning, Liang Anya said nothing more.
With Si Yuheng absent from Yunling, quarreling with Kasey would leave her vulnerable. No one would back her up, and she would only suffer losses.
Forget it. She decided to tolerate Kasey’s oversight for the next few days when the woman was in charge.
...
After the examination, the doctor packed up his medical kit and left the room.
"Alright, eat your breakfast! Don’t you dare leave a single grain of rice! The Hall Master explicitly ordered that every meal must be finished under supervision!" Kasey barked, pointing at the tray.
Liang Anya cast a glance at the tray, noticing it for the first time. Upon closer inspection, her brows furrowed.
Today’s breakfast was similar to usual—but the portions were over double the usual size.
Clearly, this was Kasey’s doing.
Fearing repercussions from Si Yuheng upon his return, Kasey wouldn’t dare directly harm her. But subtle tricks like this to frustrate her were fair game.
Forced to pick up the spoon, Liang Anya mechanically began to eat. But she quickly realized she couldn’t possibly finish it.
"Keep eating," Kasey demanded mercilessly.
Pregnant women’s uteruses, stretched by their babies, put pressure on the stomach, leaving them full after just a little food. Liang Anya’s stomach had already reached its limit. "This isn’t my usual portion. It’s way too much. I can’t finish."
Kasey snapped aggressively, "You’re about to give birth. Increasing your intake by a bit is necessary. Finish it, even if you’re full—don’t starve the heir!"
With a sinister gleam in her eyes, Kasey stepped closer. "If you refuse to eat, don’t blame me for force-feeding you. The Hall Master said that if you disobey during meals, reasonable force can be applied."
Reasonable? Doubled portions and force-feeding—this was practically treating her like a pig being fattened up.
Knowing she wouldn’t win, Liang Anya steeled herself and shoved a spoonful of corn soup into her mouth, determined to finish quickly.
But the effort backfired. Whether from being too full or rushing too much, her stomach revolted, and she vomited everything back out in an instant.
