Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 251: Forget the Past, Marry Me_1

“The shampoo, the shower gel, the towels, and the bath towels are all here. Go ahead and wash up, I’ll fetch you some clothes to change into,”

It was only then that Jian Yufei slightly lifted her eyes, her pupils flickering as she glanced at him.

He hadn’t asked what had happened to her, but simply busied himself catering to her — he naturally did everything for her, without a shred of reluctance.

This gave her ice-cold and despairing heart a thread of warmth, which spread directly into the depths of her soul.

Jian Yufei tried to mouth a thank you, but for some reason when the words reached her lips, they changed: “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

I wasn’t defeated by the pain. I’m fine now, so don’t worry about me.

Just then, Xiao Lang, whose lips had been pursed all this while, revealed a slight curve. “Hurry up and take a bath. Don’t get a cold.”

“Mm,” Jian Yufei nodded faintly. The man softly ruffled her hair, burst out of the bathroom, and then slid the door closed for her.

Jian Yufei slowly stripped herself of her clothes. As she gazed at the horrifying scars on her chest and waist, her heart ached as if it were being sliced into pieces.

“Ruan Tianling, aside from bullying me, what else can you do? Is it that satisfying to bully me? If one day, you were pushed into hell by the one you loved the most, if you were hurt to the point where you only felt hatred and no love, would you be just like me now, wishing for death? ”

Maybe you wouldn’t because you are more cold-blooded and ruthless than anyone else. Nobody would be able to hurt you, you’re always the one who hurts others.

But I really, really want you to know what it feels like — the pain that I’m enduring right now.

Jian Yufei laid down in the bathtub, the warm water soothing her body, and she could finally feel the ice-cold sensation dissipating from her limbs.

Xiao Lang knocked on the bathroom door, informing her that he had bought some new pajamas for her and placed them on the bed. After she came out, she should change into them. He also mentioned that he would prepare something for her to eat and asked her to come out as soon as she finished bathing.

Jian Yufei could sense the worry in his tone. He was afraid she would do something impulsively, wasn’t he?

“Okay, I got it,” she answered lightly and he finally left, reassured by her response.

Upon stepping out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, she noticed a newly unwrapped set of pajamas on the bed. The cotton pajamas were adorned with small, pink floral prints, perfect to keep her warm without being too thin or flimsy.

As Jian Yufei slipped into the pajamas and emerged from her bedroom, Xiao Lang walked out of the kitchen. He was wearing a casual white shirt and flashed her a light smile, “Go and rest for a bit in the room, I’ll call you when the meal is ready.”

She didn’t return to her room, but instead, chose to sit down on the sofa.

Xiao Lang brought her a cup of hot water. Recognizing the bruising marks on her neck, his eyes fell heavily. He sat next to her.

He reached out, sliding his arm around her shoulders, holding her softly. His dark eyes peering into hers before he was finally able to say, “Yufei, will you marry me? Be my wife?”

A brief flicker of surprise flashed through Jian Yufei’s eyes.

A firm grip on her hand, the handsome face exuded a gentle warmth: “Forget the past, marry me. Let me take care of you. Can you do that?”

He didn’t offer her any sweet nothings, just asked her to marry him, be his wife, and let him take care of her.

Compared to any sweet words, this offer brought more warmth to her at this moment.

Jian Yufei stared blankly at him, sorrow filling her heart.

“Xiao Lang, don’t you know about my past? I am already scarred so deeply, no longer the flawless woman that I once was. I am no longer worthy of you, don’t you understand that?”