Fated to My Billionaire Husband

With her eyes closed, everything turned black and those discomforting images resurfaced in her mind.

Jian Yufei knew something was wrong with her, possibly a mental disorder.

She thought that the recent kidnapping incident had cast a psychological shadow over her but believed she would recover in a few days.

After her bath, Jian Yufei turned off the lights before crawling into bed.

However, in the darkness, those disturbing images in her mind grew clearer and the urge to do harm to herself became stronger.

What was wrong with her?!

Jian Yufei tightly clung to her quilt, forcing herself to stop thinking about these things but the more she resisted, the stronger the urge became.

“Snap!” She switched on the bedside lamp, got out of the bed barefooted, wrapped in her quilt, and left the overly quiet room hurriedly.

She refrained from running as she walked carefully down the spiral staircase, using the railing for support.

Whenever she walked down this staircase, she was involuntarily reminded of the memory of her past life, falling down these stairs.

Back then, she had tumbled down the entire flight.

The sharp stair edges had stabbed her belly repeatedly, causing every nerve in her body to tremble with pain.

In the end, she lay at the bottom of the stairs, having said goodbye to the world with her unborn child.

Jian Yufei, barefoot on the soft carpet, descended the staircase lost in her own thoughts.

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Early in the morning, Aunt Li stepped into the living room and was surprised to find Jian Yufei, all bundled up in her quilt, curled up on the sofa.

Moreover, the living room lights were on as if they had not been switched off all night.

She gently nudged Jian Yufei who stirred awake announcing, “Miss Jian, why are you sleeping here?”

Jian Yufei sat up, running a hand through her hair and replied, “I couldn’t sleep last night so came down for a glass of water and fell asleep here.”

Drinking water? Didn’t she have water in her room?

And even if she did come down to drink water, why would she bring her quilt?

Aunt Li found her behavior strange but didn’t overthink it.

“Don’t sleep down here next time, it’s more comfortable on the bed. Miss Jian, go back to your room and sleep some more, I’ll call you when breakfast’s ready.”

“Hmm.” Jian Yufei walked upstairs with her quilt. And that’s when it dawned on Aunt Li – Yufei hadn’t even worn her slippers.

On reaching her room, Yufei didn’t go back to sleep. Instead, she freshened up and came downstairs to help Aunt Li with breakfast. Not only that, she assisted Aunt Li with everything she did that day.

A puzzled Aunt Li asked her, “Miss Jian, what’s the matter today?”

Jian Yufei just giggled lightly, “What happened?”

“Why are you helping me with everything?”

Jian Yufei said she had been scared of being alone after being confined all day. The reason seemed valid therefore Aunt Li believed her and decided to never leave her alone.

She assumed Yufei would return to normal in a few days, no longer feeling scared.

However, it was only two days later when they both were out and witnessed a girl contemplating suicide from the top of a building, Aunt Li realized something was amiss.

At the time, a crowd had gathered to watch the girl on the rooftop. The firefighters hadn’t arrived yet hence the situation wasn’t under control.

Jian Yufei looked up at the girl on the roof and her face turned pale immediately.

The urge to jump off the building like the girl on the rooftop surged within her. It felt as fierce as a beast escaping a cage and was seemingly impossible to suppress.