Fated to My Billionaire Husband

At home, his father had already returned. His mother stayed in the hospital to take care of the old man, and the servant said that the young lady had gone to sleep as soon as she came back, and she hadn’t come downstairs until now.

Ruan Tianling strode upstairs, gently pushing open the door of the room.

Inside the bedroom, only one table lamp was lit, casting a dim and gentle light.

On the spacious and luxurious bed, Jian Yufei was curled up with her back facing him, wrapped up in the quilt.

Ever since her feelings for him changed, she didn’t leave the light on at night any longer, no longer leaving a light for him.

Today, suddenly seeing the warm and soft yellow light in the room, warmth coursed through his heart, evoking an unexpected sense of home.

He silently walked over to sit by the bed, didn’t go to the bathroom to wash, removed his shoes, and laid down next to her.

Jian Yufei’s soft breathing echoed in the room. She was soundly asleep, and considering how despairing and pained she had been today, he could not bear to wake her.

Reaching out to switch off the table lamp, he got under the covers, pushing himself up against her back. Even with his nose, he could still smell the faint, pleasant scent wafting from her body.

She rarely wore makeup, hardly ever wore perfume.

There’s a saying that a woman who doesn’t wear perfume is not elegant. Yet to him, accustomed as he was to various scented fragrances, her natural scent was far more enchanting.

The faint, delicious scent gave him a sense of deep comfort.

He moved even closer to her, intoxicated by the fragrant smell from her hair.

Suddenly, Jian Yufei shifted restlessly.

Perhaps sensing the coming darkness, she opened her eyes in panic, reaching out hurriedly to switch on the table lamp.

Her breath hitched slightly. Realizing someone was beside her, she turned her head in fright. Recognizing him, she couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Ruan Tianling gazed at her with piercing intensity as she shifted around under the sheets, his hand under the quilt stiffened, forgetting to move.

Was a woman’s reaction really this strong if she had been violated?

He had never realized before that such an event could leave such deep physical and mental trauma for a woman. In his heart, Ruan Tianling felt a wave of guilt.

After Jian Yufei had gotten back into bed, she asked him timidly, “Can we leave the lights on tonight?”

She was afraid of the dark. Without light, she would have nightmares.

Ruan Tianling suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her into his embrace, his strong arms encircling her.

Jian Yufei was startled. His chin rested on her head as he said softly, “Sleep, we can leave the lights on.”

“You… let me go.” Jian Yufei frowned and struggled. She wasn’t used to sleeping in his arms.

The man tightened his arms around her even further, pulling her closer. “Stop moving, or things might get out of hand!”

Jian Yufei was so infuriated that she could hardly breathe. She wanted to curse out loud.

“Sleep quickly, or we won’t sleep tonight, and continue what we started during the day,” Ruan Tianling lowered his head, his lips barely touching her forehead as he said with a smirk.

Remembering what had happened in the car during the day, her cheeks blushed crimson, and she stopped struggling.

With her in his arms, Ruan Tianling thought to himself, this woman isn’t so bad when she’s docile.

But why was it that he could never stand her when she was being compliant in the past?

Jian Yufei closed her eyes. Since she had slept enough during the day, she could not fall asleep now.

Resting against his hot chest, the distinct male fragrance enveloping her, her thoughts were a jumble.

Like Jian Yufei, Ruan Tianling couldn’t sleep either, staring out the window with deep, unfathomable, eyes.