Marry Me Quick

Chapter 587 Do You Believe I’m A Fool?

As Ziyue spent time with Muchen, she would often forget her temperamental nature.

She couldn't shake off Muchen's hand.

Muchen tightly held her while he stared at her with haunting eyes.

His gaze made Ziyue's heart tremble.

She could feel that his emotions were constantly at shift.

She suspected he was angry yet scrutinizing those emotions that brewed underneath.

The two stood in the room. The pair were locked in a dead-on stare.

The temperature dropped as the rain poured. The room's air conditioning was still on.

Their clothes were wet, and Ziyue quickly felt the chill.

If they kept this up, both of them would catch a cold.

In the end, Ziyue couldn't bear it. She softened her voice and said, "Let's go. We can talk about whatever it is after

we finish showering."

Muchen eventually released her hand when he heard this. Ziyue turned around and sped directly to the bathroom.

Ziyue wasn't feeling well, so perhaps the weather had something to do with it. She decided to set Xiyi's words aside

for the time being.

How could two people who live together always completely obey one other?

Everyone has their own free will. Will I still be the same person in the future if I am willing now?

"Do you solely care about the life and death of Shichu?"

Muchen spoke up and interrupted her thoughts. Ziyue was quick to catch the name 'Shichu.'

She quickly turned to face Muchen and asked, "What did you say?"

Ziyue's eyes met with Muchen's somber ones. He replied coldly, "Even if he isn't dead, I still won't let him go!"

She staggered, "He... isn't dead?" Ziyue would be glad if she could confirm that Shichu wasn't dead, even if she was

aware she couldn't discuss Shichu's life or death in front of Muchen.

Muchen confronted, "You seem so relieved, thrilled even, to learn that he is still alive. I can do nothing to change

that. How much do you love him?" His expression grew threatening, and his eyes widened.

Ziyue interjected, "What are you referring to? You make it plain to me who loves whom!" Ziyue just noticed that the

chill on her body was becoming worse. She tried to feel something as she pinched her finger.

"For him, you secretly took birth control pills and refused to have my child. You even contacted Enxue to rescue

him. Even when you came to the company to bring me food, it was a chance to find out if he was alive. Ziyue, do

you think I have so much patience to tolerate you repeatedly?" His words wounded her.

Ziyue felt dazed.

She couldn't make sense of what Muchen was saying.

She didn't refuse to become pregnant with his kid over Shichu or contact Enxue to save Shichu.

About the last one, even though she did use the justification of bringing him food to inquire as to whether Shichu

was still alive, a significant portion of the motivation was still to please Muchen.

She was devastated to see him struggle with the 'K1LU73' antidote's adverse effects, but she couldn't take the

slander and unfounded charges.

"You're making things up. I didn't do any of those things! I brought you food and inquired whether Shichu was still

alive, but that wasn't my main goal. As for the other two things, I didn't do them. You cannot just blame me for

them!"

Ziyue gazed up at Muchen, refusing to back down. She reflexively clinched her fists that were hanging by her side.

"Did you forget to take your birth control pill? You told me we would have another kid, but as soon as Shichu came,

you started using birth control. Did you honestly believe I was unaware when Lynn phoned you the day she brought

Shichu to be saved? When Lynn phoned, would you have passed up the chance to save Shichu even though you've

always wanted me to let him go?"

Muchen laughed as he said, "Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I can tolerate you without holding you

accountable?"

Ziyue was so angry that she laughed. Was she someone who didn't understand the gravity of her actions?

Did he believe she had told her something simply because Enxue had contacted her?

With a trace of mockery in her eyes, Ziyue scoffed. She said, "Have you been tolerating me? Your patience isolates

me from the outside world, keeps me confined to this villa, and treats me like a pet. Are you tolerant of that?"

There was a brief period of stillness in the room as her remarks were said. Ziyue could hear her heartbeat since it

was so silent.

She had been holding down her emotions for far too long. She had remorse as well as affection for Muchen.

She, therefore, put up with it after Xiyi said such things to her and persuaded herself that Muchen did not mean to

say those things.

But she was a living person.

Unlike the plates, cutlery, and blankets they used, these things had no emotions. No matter how the owner treated

them, they would not feel anything.

Muchen repeated, "Pet?"

It turned out that despite his fears that she might leave him, all she felt was his confinement. She believed he

treated her like a pet.

He moved closer to her and took a step. "Do you know how many people yearn to live in this castle? This is the

greatest honor bestowed on you!"

Muchen had a terrifying expression in his eyes. Ziyue didn't start to feel scared until that point.

"Muchen, listen to me. I think we may need to calm down..." What they said to each other was a little too brutal.

Muchen reached out and seized her by the nape of her neck. He drew her in his direction with a firm tug as he

leaned down. "I am calm," he said.

Ziyue was overcome by fear despite his calm demeanor and soothing words.

She overlooked the current aberration of Muchen.

She couldn't provoke him.

Nonetheless, it was clear that it was too late. Muchen would not listen to whatever she said at this time.

To look more composed, she gulped.

Her neck was being clasped tightly by Muchen's sizable hand. His five fingers encircled her nape. "Naturally, you

must act properly since you are a pet. Obey your master by remaining at home every day. Stay in the house and

continue to be a pet since you love it so much. Stay here and nowhere else."

As he spoke, his grip grew tighter.

The back of the neck was already vulnerable, so Ziyue winced in pain. She paid no attention to what he had said.

"Let go of me..."

Muchen appeared not to hear her. "A pet only needs one owner, and if you still think about other men, then I'll have

to get rid of him," he threatened.