Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Slowly squatting down, she opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, but still found it hard to breathe freely.

What should she do? She felt like she was suffocating to death.

Jian Yufei ran to the balcony, leaned her hands on the railing, and breathed in the cold wind and cold air. Only then did she feel a little better.

She hung her head low, looking down from the building. Her gaze gradually scattered, and a frightening thought came to her mind.

Would she be set free if she jumped from here…

Ruan Tianling came out of the bathroom, and seeing no one in the bedroom, he frowned. Just when he was about to open the door to look for her, he noticed her standing on the balcony facing the wind in her thin clothes.

It was early spring, and the weather at night was quite chilly. Didn’t she know she might catch a cold especially with her pregnancy?

Ruan Tianling approached her, took her wrist, led her back into the bedroom, and closed the glass door, then drew the curtains.

He felt her hand was icy cold. His eyebrows furrowed, and he said discontentedly, “Go take a shower! It’s time to sleep.”

Jian Yufei looked at him coldly, not budging an inch.

“I said, go take a shower!”

“…”

“Stop staring, I won’t touch you!” The man let go of her hand and turned to pick up a cigarette box from the coffee table, intending to light one up.

He was about to ignite the lighter when it seemed something occurred to him, he crushed the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

Behind him, Jian Yufei picked up her nightgown and quietly went to the bathroom. She filled the bathtub with hot water and took a hot bath before she came out.

Back in the bedroom, Ruan Tianling was already in bed, leaning against the headboard reading a book. A book that Jian Yufei used to kill time with.

The title of the book was “Women Can Also Live a Fabulous Life Without Men.”

As Ruan Tianling skimmed over the contents of the book, he looked up at her with a seemingly amused smile playing on his lips.

Jian Yufei met his gaze indifferently, pulled back the covers and lay down on the other side of the bed.

She turned her back on him, maintaining a certain distance. The man put down the book, laid down, turned off the light and went to sleep.

In the darkness, Jian Yufei, with her bright eyes open, asked him, “When will you help clear my stepfather’s name?”

“He won’t die.” Ruan Tianling responded lightly.

“…Does Yan Yue know I live here?”

“…”

“Ruan Tianling, sometimes, I really doubt. How deep is your love for Yan Yue?”

If it wasn’t deep, why couldn’t he forget Yan Yue after so many years, why did he want to divorce her immediately when Yan Yue came back, and marry Yan Yue instead?

But if his love was really deep, why should he bother her again and again after Yan Yue was in his life, and even share a bed with her now?

What kind of love does he have for Yan Yue.

Ruan Tianling pursed his lips, his deep eyes sparkling with complexity.

He also wanted to ask himself, how deep was his love for Yan Yue actually, what was he truly feeling.

Jian Yufei didn’t get a reply from him, she assumed he wouldn’t answer her and closed her eyes to sleep. Suddenly, the man behind her leaned closer, embracing her from behind with his hand on her lower abdomen.

She jumped, her eyes snapped open, and her body froze.

“Do you know what I was thinking when we went to H City?” He asked her suddenly. Naturally, Jian Yufei remained silent.