Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 128: Stay Here Obediently for Me

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Stay Here Obediently for Me

An Ruo propped up her sore body and said expressionlessly, "I wish I could kill you, but killing you would dirty my hands!"

"Even if you wanted to kill me, you couldn’t," the man confidently said, and then added indifferently, "An Ruo, I’ve given you the chance to kill me, and I’ve said I won’t give you another."

An Ruo laughed mockingly, "Someone like you will be taken care of by the heavens, I won’t stoop to doing it myself!"

He was a demon, and she didn’t want to be forced to become a demon herself. Murder was something she would never do in her lifetime; she wouldn’t fall into degradation because of a demon.

In An Ruo’s eyes, although there was hatred, her gaze was still clear and free of impurities.

Before her, Tang Yuchen suddenly felt a sense of shame. She was like that bright and radiant sunlight, pure and luminous.

And he was like a devil in the darkness. Seeing her, he wanted to destroy her, yet inexplicably longed to be close to her.

His mood suddenly became irritable.

Tang Yuchen abruptly stood up and said coldly to her, "From now on, you’ll stay here obediently. As for the game of letting you do as you please, I’m tired of it. Without my permission, you’re not allowed to step out of the villa."

An Ruo sneered again, angered.

So, his earlier release of her was just treating it as a game.

In the end, she was a plaything in his hands. He gave her a little freedom to see how she would stir up trouble, and then he would subdue her time and time again, enjoying the thrill of conquest.

Now that he was no longer interested in playing with her, he wanted to forcibly keep her.

Then what was the point of all the effort she had made before?

The more An Ruo thought about it, the more mocking she felt, and the more she wanted to laugh, she actually began to laugh out loud, tears streaming from her laughter.

Tang Yuchen watched her with pursed lips, his gaze penetrating.

An Ruo continued to laugh, and suddenly, the man turned away silently, slamming the door shut hard behind him.

Once he was gone, she stopped laughing. Seeing the lamp on the bedside, An Ruo grabbed it and, in a fit of anger, smashed it on the floor, breaking it to pieces.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the middle-aged woman from before came in with a bowl of porridge. Seeing this, she asked with concern, "Young Lady, what’s wrong?"

Having vented her frustrations, An Ruo felt much better.

"I’m fine, just bring me the food, I’m hungry."

"Oh, okay." The middle-aged woman brought the porridge over, and An Ruo took it, eating spoonful by spoonful quite seriously, showing no signs of ravenous desperation.

While the middle-aged woman took the opportunity to tidy up the broken pieces on the floor as An Ruo ate her porridge.

After eating one bowl, An Ruo didn’t want any more; she lay back down on the bed and went back to sleep.

She had decided to be very good to herself and not let the one torturing her feel triumphant!

From now on, she would eat when she wanted to eat and drink when she wanted to drink—no one else would affect her mood again!

That night, Tang Yuchen didn’t come to bother her, and she had a good sleep.

The next day, An Ruo put on the clothes the servants had prepared for her and went downstairs to eat. Tang Yuchen was not in the villa; the servants said he had gone out last night.

An Ruo had a little something to eat and then thought about whether she could leave.

When she got to the door, two black-clad bodyguards guarding the gate stopped her from going out.

Tang Yuchen really planned to keep her under house arrest and not let her leave.

An Ruo didn’t say anything and turned back to the living room.