The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1226: Chapter 1246: Do You Still Want Me?

The footsteps stopped at the bedroom door, and it was only after a dozen seconds that she slowly heard the sound of the door opening.

Following that, the bedroom door was lit up.

Xia Xiaonuan quickly closed her eyes.

Nangong Yaoling stood at the door, looking at the girl on the bed.

A hint of complexity flashed through his pupils. Just as he was about to step forward, his gaze suddenly fell on one of her hands laid on the sheet.

That hand was tightly gripping the bedsheet.

Nangong Yaoling’s steps faltered, and his brow furrowed.

She’s already awake?

This woman... still deceiving him?

Already awake, why pretend to sleep? Wanting to see him make a fool of himself?

Nangong Yaoling clenched his fists, a thin anger igniting in his dark eyes.

He turned off the bedroom light and walked away.

In the darkness, Xia Xiaonuan opened her eyes, a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

She thought...

She heard the sound of descending the stairs.

Then a servant respectfully said, "Young master, dinner is ready. Please join the young mistress for dinner in the dining room."

Nangong Yaoling coldly replied, "I’m not eating."

After saying so, he continued walking downstairs.

Xia Xiaonuan was stunned.

He’s not eating? Where is he going now?

She quickly got out of bed, barefoot, and ran quickly towards the door.

She chased down the stairs, nearly bumping into a maid coming towards her.

"Young mistress..." The maid was startled and quickly stepped aside.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yaoling, who was already at the staircase’s entrance, slightly stiffened.

But without stopping, he continued to walk outside.

Xia Xiaonuan descended the stairs, watching as the man’s cold figure had already reached the living room, anxious and flustered, she blurted out, "Nangong Yaoling!"

The man finally stopped slowly.

But he did not turn around, only his tall figure seemed to tremble slightly.

Xia Xiaonuan bit her lower lip, her heart racing, and ran up to him, asking, "It’s so late... where... where are you going?"

Nangong Yaoling did not speak.

Xia Xiaonuan was less than two meters away from him, yet suddenly felt that the man seemed to exude a cold aura that kept her completely excluded.

She clenched her fists and summoned up the courage to say, "Dinner is ready... even if you’re busy, you should eat first before you leave."

Nangong Yaoling’s face was already not looking good, and hearing her words, his expression turned even darker.

Unfortunately, Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t see his expression and continued, unafraid, to say weakly, "If... if you hate me, I... I can go upstairs..."

The man’s hanging hand slowly clenched into a fist.

He took a slight breath, calming himself down, before slowly turning around.

On his handsome face, the corners of his lips even curved into a smile.

At the staircase and corners, the servants who witnessed this were dumbfounded and no one dared to approach.

Nangong Yaoling’s gaze roamed over Xiaonuan’s face; she had lost much weight these days, perhaps due to just waking up, her face finally had a hint of color, yet she still looked haggard, her hair draped like grass over her shoulders.

Perhaps because the child was gone, she seemed even smaller than she had been previously.

Her gaze was timid, carrying guilt and a faint hope.

She rarely looked at him this way, yet Nangong Yaoling suddenly felt an uncomfortable sting in his eyes, accompanied by pain in his heart.

He remembered hearing somewhere this phrase: "I don’t like when people apologize to me because once they do, it means they’ve done something that wronged me."