novelraw Chapter 381 Two Clear (8)
Chapter 381 Two Clear (8)
"Okay." Jing Hao responded, gently holding her hand, as if he had a thousand words to say, yet didn’t know where to start: "Xiao Mo..."Qiao Mo’s fingertips twitched slightly, only feeling that his hand wasn’t as warm as Fu Nancheng’s.
Jing Hao’s gaze fell on her hand, once again stunned.
A shallow red scar on the white wrist was shocking, and even in the palm, there were deep and shallow marks of cuts.
Qiao Mo didn’t notice his gaze, weakly asking again: "Did they catch the driver? And the murderer..."
He snapped back, unsure if he was agreeing or it was true: "Mm, rest assured, they’ve both been caught."
"That’s good... that’s good..."
Listening to the two chatting idly, Fu Nancheng stood silently by the window, neither interrupting nor stopping them.
Not long after, a doctor came in to say that the ward had been arranged and transfer was possible.
Watching Qiao Mo being pushed away by the doctor, Fu Nancheng reached out to stop Jing Hao from following again, saying coldly, "Mr. Jiang, you can leave now."
Jing Hao chuckled, as if he had heard a joke.
Laughing, his gaze became serious, extremely earnest: "I want to stay and take care of her."
"Her affairs are none of your concern." Fu Nancheng’s expression was icy, asking no questions, as if declaring a fact.
"You’ve hurt her several times, what right do you have to stop me now?" Jing Hao’s eyes were mocking.
His heart ached, a bit dazed, yes... he had hurt her several times...
"Since you can’t take care of her, then give her back to me!" Jing Hao thought of the scars on her hand, a flash of fierce intention in his eyes.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze turned grim, his thin lips slightly parting: "Unless I’m dead!"
Finishing his words, he turned and walked towards the elevator, speaking coldly: "Don’t let that person appear upstairs."
Jing Hao’s hands clenched into fists as he watched his reflection in the elevator, speaking coldly: "Fu Nancheng, even if you keep her by your side, so what! She doesn’t love you at all!"
Through the elevator doors, the two men faced each other silently, one with anger, the other grim and cold.
The silver elevator doors slowly closed, leaving only two black-clad men standing guard by the door, watching Jing Hao vigilantly.
...
Fu Nancheng gently lowered his gaze, recalling Jing Hao’s words, looking a bit pale.
Is the person she loves still Jing Hao?
A self-mocking look surfaced in his eyes, his large hand hanging at his side clenched tightly.
She still loves him, doesn’t she... otherwise...
Why would she wake up when that man appeared for just over ten minutes.
Is it because of the ring he promised her?
Or because he still wants to marry her...
She must hate him so much, that’s why no matter how he calls her, she refuses to wake up.
Or... is she blaming him? Hating him...
He slowly raised his hand, pressing tightly against his chest, the pain unbearable.
This realization made his heart feel as if a piece had been gouged out, painful and constricted, bloodied, unable to breathe...
Xiao Mo, if I gouge out my heart, will it stop hurting so much?
But I can’t bear it, I’m afraid that without my heart, I can never love you again.
The elevator door ’dinged’ open, and he stood inside for a long time, face pale, suddenly lacking the courage to see her again.
As the door repeatedly opened and closed for a long time, he finally lowered his gaze, concealing the pain in his eyes, pretending to be indifferent as he walked toward the ward.