Humiliation
706 Words
"Mm?"
Xia Qiao felt an electric shock run through her chest, leaving her entire body tingling.
Her ears turned red, and she bit her lip lightly. "Pei Lichuan, you're drunk. Let go of me!"
She struggled, awkwardly pushing him away.
But Pei Lichuan increased his grip, pressing his abdomen firmly against her, pinning her legs, and gripping her wrist with one hand.
His other hand was impudently covering her.
"Ugh!" Xia Qiao let out a small cry of pain from the rough pressure.
Her brows furrowed, and the warmth from her ears spread to her cheeks, turning them an embarrassed red.
"Pei Lichuan, stop this! Let me go!"
She struggled, and her collar loosened significantly, revealing some of her pale skin. Embarrassed and angry, her eyes turned red, trying to pull up her collar. From the corner of her eye, she saw the man's gaze filled with disdain and contempt.
Pei Lichuan looked down at her with cold disdain, his tone harsh and cutting: "Xia Mo’er, what are you pretending to be pure for? Haven't you already been with Ye Shaohua?"
"Xia Mo’er, you really went to great lengths to... deceive me!"
His voice, like that of a demon, dropped coldly. His icy fingers crawled up her neck, moving as if they were going to crush it at any moment.
Xia Qiao was frightened, cold sweat breaking out on her skin.
It was not difficult to find out about Ye Shaohua and her sister if one was willing to investigate. Xia Mo'er’s reluctance to marry a cripple was mainly because of Ye Shaohua!
Her sister had a devoted boyfriend who had studied abroad with her and shared the most romantic years of their youth. They had also...
Xia Qiao's lashes trembled, and her amber eyes filled with mist. She parted her lips but couldn't say a word.
When she married him under the name Xia Mo’er, she knew that this kind of humiliation was something she would eventually have to face.
"Nothing to say, admitting how disgusting you are?"
With that, the man's perfect face slowly leaned down, his breath brushing against her cheek, coming to rest just two centimeters from her ear. "Xia Mo’er, get lost!"
The cold air mixed with the smell of alcohol hit her nose.
Xia Qiao's eyes were filled with tears, her body rigid as she awaited Pei Lichuan’s next verbal assault.
But there was no movement.
The sound of Pei Lichuan's even breathing filled her ears.
Has he fallen asleep?
"Pei Lichuan?! Pei Lichuan?!" Xia Qiao called out, but the man’s furry head hung motionless on her shoulder.
Has he really fallen asleep?!
Xia Qiao struggled forcefully, trying to free her hand from his grip. Although Pei Lichuan was asleep, his fingers remained tightly clasped around her wrist!
"Let go!" Xia Qiao used all her strength to pry open Pei Lichuan’s fingers, then pushed off the weight pressing on her with all her might.
Escaping from Pei Lichuan’s restraint, Xia Qiao took a deep breath, her hands and feet weak as she collapsed onto the sofa, panting.
On the sofa, Pei Lichuan lay sprawled out, his face flushed but his breathing even and quiet. Xia Qiao glared at him, gritting her teeth in fury, wishing she could kick him.
He mocked her, insulted her, and now he was sleeping?
Xia Qiao was so enraged she felt like she was about to explode!
"Pei Lichuan, drink yourself to death! Your mouth stinks so much!" Xia Qiao stamped her foot and decided to ignore him.
He could do whatever he wanted! It was his suffering if he got sick!
Xia Qiao hadn’t walked far when the elevator light lit up, and the door slowly opened.
"Qin Butler?" Xia Qiao forced a smile. Meeting Qin Butler was never a good sign!
Sure enough, Qin Butler handed her a thin blanket and cotton clothes, "Madam, please help the young master change into these."
Xia Qiao stared at the clothes in her hands, and Qin Butler’s voice came again, "I have some matters to attend to early tomorrow, so please prepare breakfast."
After leaving this message, Qin Butler departed quietly.
Xia Qiao held the loungewear as if it were a hot potato, feeling completely distressed.
- Writer
