Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 97 - 98 But... You Can’t Bear to Part With It (2)

Chapter 97: Chapter 98 But... You Can’t Bear to Part With It (2)

"I’ll have Will pick him up."

"He’s asleep, and I don’t want anyone disturbing him."

"Then I’ll take you back."

"There’s no need to trouble Mr. Duke."

"Do you plan to avoid me for the rest of your life?"

"That’s because you forced me to."

"Gan Yuan!" The man’s voice was full of helplessness and incomprehension, "Why exactly?"

"Why, why, why... There are not so many whys. Because I’m happy, I like it, I’m willing—isn’t that enough?" she said, frustrated.

"No!" The man roared, then lowered his voice, "I need an explanation."

"Fine." Gan Yuan shrugged her shoulders. "An explanation, huh? I’ll give it to you now. There’s only one reason, and that is—I hate you!"

With a light push on the table, she sprang up like a feline, her right foot flying straight toward Huangfu Jue’s chest.

The man didn’t dodge, standing still and taking the kick squarely on his body.

She landed back on the ground, and he remained unmoved.

"Get out of my way!"

She cursed in anger, grabbing a porcelain ornament from the table and hurling it at him.

Huangfu Jue turned his face, and the ornament flew past, grazing his forehead and shattering against the wall.

Gan Yuan was so angry that her chest heaved. She reached into her pocket, and when her hand came out, there was a folding knife between her fingers.

Moving forward, she raised her hand and flicked out the blade, pressing it against his neck.

"Move!"

The man silently stared at her, ignoring the cold temperature of the blade against his neck.

"Gan Yuan, stay."

She frowned in anger and shouted, "I’m saying it one last time, move!"

"I won’t."

She increased the pressure of her hand, the tip of the folding knife pressing against his skin, "Do you think I really won’t hurt you?"

The man just stood there, his blue eyes deeply gazing into her face.

"You would, but... you can’t bear to."

"You!"

She clenched her teeth, the hand holding the knife trembled, and with gritted teeth, she retracted the knife and pressed it against her own neck.

"Will you move or not?"

He finally showed concern, stepping forward to take the knife from her.

She stepped back, avoiding his hand, and Gan Yuan increased the pressure, the knife tip piercing her skin, the bright red bead of blood emerging and sparkling like a pearl under the light.

The man frowned, his blue eyes full of pain and helplessness. He raised his hands, took a step back, and frowned as he spoke.

"I’ll let you go, just put the knife down."

"Move!"

She growled again.

He stepped aside, and she walked past him holding the knife to the door.

"Don’t follow me, or else I’ll make sure you never see Xiaotang again in your life."

Pulling open the door, she dashed towards the elevator, swiftly closing the door behind her.

Huangfu Jue hastened after her, sprinting toward the elevator, the display showing that it had descended to the third floor.

Releasing his speed, he dashed into the stairwell, leaping down to the first-floor lobby, only to catch a glimpse of her figure flashing past the automatic doors; by the time he caught up, her silhouette had vanished into the night.

"Damn it!"

Huangfu Jue stopped in his tracks on the vehicle platform, cursing angrily.

"Sir!" The doorman chased after him, presenting an object, "Is this yours?"

Annoyed, Huangfu Jue turned his face, his gaze falling on the other’s palm.

It was a little black box, the size of a matchbox, looking like an electronic device embossed with a blood-red, intricate carving—a red spider lily, which, in the darkness, bloomed like blood.

He recognized it at a glance, the pattern identical to the tattoo on her back.

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