Fated to My Billionaire Husband

But in this moment, he was willing to be a passerby, to be her painkiller.

As long as she was not in despair, he’d do anything.

Ruan Tianling completely abandoned all his feelings…

Feeling her response, the beast bound within him roared out—

Outside, the world bustled on, while they were immersed in the small capsule of the car, cut off from the rest.

The man’s hand held onto her waist…

Her hands around his neck, her mind in a fog, unconsciously responding to his kiss.

Everything got out of control. Just as he was about to possess her, an abrupt ringing pulled back their passion and brought them back to reality.

Ruan Tianling came to his senses, his body tense. Then he moved away from her and pulled down her blouse that he’d lifted.

Jian Yufei lowered her gaze. The otherwise pale face now wore a layer of fiery blush, her lips were swollen and glossy from kisses, exhaling a faint orchid scent.

She didn’t dare to meet his eyes but had no regrets.

After venting, the knots in her chest seemed to have been untied. She felt less despair and pain, as though a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

Ruan Tianling also had no regrets about losing control, although the strange passion that had arisen was a bit unfamiliar to him.

The ringing persisted, relentless.

They tidied their clothes. The man picked up the phone, noticed the name on the screen, but didn’t answer immediately.

Jian Yufei didn’t look at him. She leaned against the car door, her eyes looking at the scenery outside.

“Hello.” He glanced at her, answered the phone. His voice was low.

“Tianling, where are you? I plan to visit grandfather. Can you join me later?” Yan Yue cheerfully asked from the other end.

Ruan Tianling composed himself, chuckled and answered: “I just left his place, so I can’t make it. I have to handle some work at the office.”

“Oh, I see. Come over for dinner tonight. My parents aren’t home. I’ll make dumplings for you.”

“You can make dumplings?” He asked, surprised.

“Don’t underestimate me. I specially learned this from our housekeeper. No one has tasted my cooking skills yet. You’ll be the first one to try it.” The joyous woman squealed. Her carefree tone contrasted sharply against Jian Yufei’s sorrow, making her seem blissfully content.

/div>

On a regular day, Ruan Tianling enjoyed hearing her laughter, but today he found no joy. His mood was rather heavy, and nothing could stir ripples in his heart.

“Okay, I’ll call you later.” He replied lightly.

After hanging up, he started the car to take Jian Yufei home, then drove to the office.

Jian Yufei went home, took a bath, and lay in bed. Her body felt exhausted but she couldn’t sleep.

The scene in the car replayed in her mind over and over.

She must have been out of her mind to have done that with him…

However, she hasn’t fallen in love with him again. The thought of losing control back then made her feel unease.

Similarly, Ruan Tianling couldn’t concentrate on his work, as images of him holding and kissing Jian Yufei kept popping into his mind.