The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me

Chapter 825: Chapter 825: Madam, Sir Has Been in the Rain for Two Hours

The sky gradually darkened, but the rain showed no signs of stopping.

The butler watched Li Xingle in the rain; if this continues, he will get sick!

The master forbade them from approaching, so the butler had to go upstairs to find the mistress!

After Li Xingle left, Li Buyan dressed herself, leaning absent-mindedly against the headboard, gazing at the rain-soaked glass.

Suddenly the door opened; her eyelashes flickered, but she remained motionless.

The butler stood at the door, ”Mistress, the master has been in the rain for two hours now. He won’t let anyone near! Why don’t you go and talk to him!”

”Let him be!” Li Buyan thought maybe they all needed to calm down in their own way.

Li Xingle has always been healthy, there’s no way he’ll catch a cold so easily!

”Mistress, people are flesh and blood, not made of iron. Why can’t you two just talk things through and avoid this mess? The master is heartbroken!” The butler speaking to her had already defied the master’s orders.

He dared not go inside.

”He won’t listen to me.”

If Li Xingle would listen to her, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.

They had long gone their separate ways.

”Mistress...”

”I want you to leave!”

The mistress used to be very gentle; it was rare to see her this angry.

The butler closed the door and left.

Li Buyan kept staring at the rain outside, so incessantly.

All night long, there was no sound at the door.

She finally couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep.

She truly hoped waking up would make this all just a dream.

——

At daybreak.

Li Xingle, after repeated persuasion by the butler, finally changed into dry clothes, standing at her room door.

All night, was she hungry?

Though worried to death, he wanted her to come to him first.

In the end, it was he who couldn’t endure and gave in!

Li Xingle chuckled bitterly and slowly pushed open the door.

Looking at the curled-up figure on the bed, she was still asleep.

He walked in slowly, treading lightly, afraid to disturb her rest.

He’d heard that the body is very weak after a miscarriage. Yesterday, he was really too angry to care about her.

Her face was streaked with tears, thinner now, and covered with numerous red marks, looking so pitiful.

He bent down and lovingly placed a gentle kiss on her small face.

”Ugh, ugh...”

Li Buyan suddenly woke up, leaning on the bedside to retch.

Li Xingle stood abruptly upright, a flash of pain in his eyes, ”Quite the act, the child is gone, yet you still have morning sickness?”

Li Buyan couldn’t process anything at the moment. She hadn’t eaten anything since noon yesterday; perhaps the baby felt hungry too.

She retched nonstop; initially, there was a bit of clear saliva, then only constant retching.

”Ugh...”

”You think this way I’ll let you go? Wishful thinking!” Li Xingle turned and left.

His naturally hanging hands clenched into fists, his steps stiff. Was he really catching a cold? His head felt dizzy, chest aching severely, filled with the sound of her dry heaving.

Even without looking at her, her thin face was all he could see.

”Li Xingle...”

When he reached the door, he heard her voice.

He almost couldn’t help himself rushing over to hold her.

But reason made him stop, ”What is it?”

”I’m hungry. I want something to eat, anything from anyone will do.” She feared her body lacked nutrition, the baby would go hungry.

Li Xingle was so angry, surely he wouldn’t cook for her; anything from anyone would be better than nothing at all, even if just for the baby.

Yet Li Xingle thought she wouldn’t even pretend now? She didn’t even want to eat what he made?