Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Ruan Tianling had been walking for ten or so minutes, but he had yet to see Jian Yufei.

He halted his steps and began to tread back the way he came.

Perhaps she had noticed his presence and was hiding somewhere.

The man turned off his flashlight, silently making his way uphill.

As he went along, he suddenly heard a noise ahead, faint yet noticeable.

It sounded like a woman’s cry.

However, each gust of mountain wind seemed to fracture the sobbing, turning it into fragmented echoes, unclear to the listener.

Once Jian Yufei had run out of the villa, she threw caution to the wind and began to sprint downhill. Wearing just one high-heeled shoe, she found her steps unsteady and was prone to tripping.

She decided to remove her other shoe, choosing to run barefoot.

Nonetheless, it wasn’t long before she heard the sound of a car engine from behind. Her heart hammered in her chest; Ruan Tianling had actually caught up.

She increased her pace; the cement road was strewed with small pebbles that sliced into the soles of her feet. Running barefoot was painful, each step feeling like a walk along razor’s edge.

Despite the pain, she couldn’t afford to slow down. She had injured Ruan Tianling, and he must be fuming. She couldn’t let him catch her. What if he killed her out of rage and lost reason?

It wasn’t that she had a persecution complex. Her unexpected death in her previous life had traumatised her. If Ruan Tianling could mistakenly kill her in her prior life, he could potentially do the same in this one.

She could not let him harm her again. She had been granted a miracle in the form of a second life, and she knew she would not be so lucky again.

Hence, in this life, she was determined to live fully, cherish her existence, and stay far from danger.

With these thoughts in her mind, Jian Yufei continued to run. Suddenly, she lost her footing and tumbled to the ground. The car’s headlights were gradually closing in, but with resilience, she rolled into the low shrubs beside the road, juxtaposing her searing pain.

Crouching in the damp and black shrubbery, she held her breath, unmoving. Through a gap in the hedges, she saw the car drive off, breathed a sigh of relief and was about to emerge.

Just then, something jumped onto her foot.

It was slimy, sticky, and it was moving.

“Ah” Jian Yufei let out a low gasp, shook off whatever was on her foot with all her might and bolted from the shrubs with both shoes in her hand.

The night was deep; the sky was pitch black. The mountain air was chilly as well.

Jian Yufei felt cold and hungry, and she was afraid.

Her prior fall had twisted her ankle and grazed her knee.

Every now and then, she felt a burning pain on the soles of her feet. With a limp and a hobble, she hobbled along, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She was in this state all because of Ruan Tianling.

Why had he dragged her up to this creepy, deserted mountain after a large meal? What would she do if she encountered danger here?

She wiped her tears and took a deep breath, mentally encouraging herself.

What was there to fear? She’d already died once; the heavens wouldn’t take her life away so easily. If her life was meant to end so quickly, she wouldn’t have been reborn at all.

Comforting herself with these thoughts, Jian Yufei felt much better, less miserable and less afraid.

Suddenly, she saw Ruan Tianling’s car parked ahead.

Startled, she quickly hid and observed his behaviour silently. Strangely, after watching for a few minutes, there were no movements from the car at all.

It appeared to be empty.

Mustering her courage, she walked over to take a closer look, and indeed, there was no one inside. The path in front of the car was blocked by a large rock, which seemed to have prevented the vehicle from advancing.