Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 269 - 247 I Want to Get Married, It Doesn’t Matter Who I Marry

Dudu got up and helped him put on his clothes little by little again. The longer she could delay, the more time she could spend with him.She untied the straps on his hands and feet and walked towards the bathroom in a mess, with her back to him, saying, "You should go."

Not waiting for his response, she quickened her pace and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her, leaning against the door as tears poured down like rain.

Even though she knew this would be the outcome, she didn’t regret tonight’s events. Maybe this was the perfect end to their relationship?

From this moment on, she would no longer think of him...

Shen Yiran sat up from the bed, looking at that stain of red on the sheets. He couldn’t describe his feelings. For a fleeting moment, he wanted to abandon everything and take her away to a place where no one knew them, to be together openly.

But then he thought, maybe she would have a better life without him, free from social judgment and suffering.

Looking at the faint silhouette behind the bathroom door, his feet moved towards it subconsciously. He raised his hand to knock, hesitated, but eventually dropped it.

Things had come to this point, and he couldn’t blame her entirely. Her willfulness was also his doing. He just hoped she would find a man in the future who would tolerate her tempers...

Looking at the mess in the room, if he chose to be heartless, he should cut off cleanly. In the future, she would really give up on him.

He tightly bit his lip, turned around, and left without looking back.

Even though he was worried about her at this moment, he wouldn’t allow himself to care for her anymore. He feared he would never be able to control himself.

Dudu heard the sound of the door closing from outside, and slowly slid down against the door, sitting on the floor and crying her heart out.

She lost this gamble completely, and the only thing she gained was the realization that she should end this relationship that would never have a result.

She should feel relieved because loving him was too exhausting...

Opening the bathtub’s tap, without waiting for the water to warm, she stepped in, immersing herself in the cold water, her whole body trembling.

The pain in her lower body was still clear, but she would never forget his look of disgust from beginning to end, as if giving herself to him was something repulsive to him.

As the water slowly rose, submerging her head, she closed her eyes and buried herself in the water, feeling suffocated, still frowning, unwilling to lift her head out, always wondering, would dying be easier?

But when it became unbearable, she couldn’t help but come up for air, breathing heavily, watching the water overflow from the bathtub onto the floor.

The water droplets from her hair mixed with her tears on her face. She closed her eyes, letting the tears flow freely.

After all, he wouldn’t see it, and even if he did, he wouldn’t feel any pity.

She didn’t know what made him so heartless or what was so wrong about her that made him despise her so.

It was time to give up. Buzzing around him like an annoying fly every day would make anyone hate her.

Not sure how long she stayed in the water, her emotions slowly stabilized. After wiping away her tears, she climbed out of the bathtub.

There was no trace of him left in the room, not even his scent. It was as if he had never been there. If it weren’t for the persistent pain in her lower body, she might have thought it was all just a dream.

If that were the case, she might have shamelessly bothered him again when the day broke.

Now she had betrayed her last boundary, and in return, he left. The most precious thing to her was worthless in his eyes...

She dressed quickly and fled the room as if escaping.

By the time she stepped out of the entertainment club, the sky was still dark. There weren’t many people on the road, the wind was a bit chilly, and Dudu hugged her arms, her body slightly trembling.

She didn’t know how she made it home. The lateness of the hour startled her parents.

"Dudu, didn’t you say you were going to stay at a friend’s house? Why did you come back?"

Feeling wronged, Dudu wiped her tears, not saying a word, and headed straight to her room. She croakily said "It’s nothing" to her parents before locking herself in her room.

Two days went by without her leaving the room, not eating the food brought to her, crying every day. Everyone knew only Su Bao could affect her emotions.

When asked, Dudu said nothing, so her mother had no choice but to call Shen Yiran, "Su Bao, sorry to bother you."

Shen Yiran had been feeling unusually quiet these past two days. Hearing Dudu’s mother’s voice on the phone, he felt a bit uneasy. "It’s fine."

"I just wanted to ask if you know what happened to Dudu a couple of days ago. She rushed back home late at night, locked herself in her room, not eating or drinking, just crying under the blanket..."

Hearing this, Shen Yiran’s heart sank as if something was squeezing it tight.

Leaving things unfinished would only hurt her more. If he couldn’t give her a future, he shouldn’t give her any hope at all...

"I don’t know. I haven’t seen her."

Dudu’s mom mumbled a few words. Since Shen Yiran claimed to know nothing, she couldn’t ask further and hung up the phone.

Looking at her daughter, who wasn’t eating or drinking, Dudu’s mom was worried sick. She sat by the bed, lifted the blanket slightly, seeing Dudu’s red face, swollen eyes, and tear-soaked hair sticking pathetically to her face.

"Dudu, if there’s something wrong, tell mom. Are you having trouble with your studies?"

Dudu just sniffled, choking up as if she couldn’t speak.

"Mom... I want to get married. I don’t care to whom..." she finally managed to say in broken sobs, leaving her mother deeply worried.

Mom hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay, just get up and eat first. Dad made your favorite sweet and sour ribs."

Dudu, choking up, kept repeating, "I want to get married..."

Mom sighed lightly, got up to wet a towel in the bathroom, wiped Dudu’s face, and helped her up from the bed, "Alright, get up and eat first. If you want to get married, mom supports you."

Dudu sat up, leaning against the headboard. Starving for two days had taken its toll.

No matter how much she starved herself, it wouldn’t force Su Bao to come see her. He didn’t care. She could marry anyone, and he wouldn’t care.

"Madam, Young Master Qiao is downstairs, saying he wants to see Miss," the maid’s voice came from outside the door.

Qiao Luchen had always shown interest in Dudu in front of both families. Their parents had discussed marriage before, but Dudu couldn’t let go of Su Bao, so it was never settled.

Now that she wanted to get married, it might turn out to be a good match.

Dudu’s mother said, "Eat your meal, take a shower, and then come down. I’ll go greet him first."