"Dream on!"
Grace's fingers moved like lightning, hitting the hang-up button.
Lying in bed, adjusting the quilt, she unconsciously broke into a long-lost smile.
Ha.
Only a scumbag like Qin Yunxi could deal with a manipulative bitch!
It seemed he wasn't as annoying as she thought?
Grace looked out the window, and after a moment, she got up and looked out from the window.
There were no lights in the doghouse. She wondered if Du Ruoxin was asleep, or if she was weeping alone in the darkness.
Rong Jingyang—
From their first meeting, she felt he was a steady, deeply calculating, and dangerous man, no less so than Christiano.
But later, she learned he was Du Ruoxin's husband. Even though Du Ruoxin had been hurt countless times, even though they had gone from husband and wife to strangers, Du Ruoxin still loved him and refused to do anything detrimental to Rong Jingyang.
Perhaps, this was called love?
A deep love etched into the bone marrow.
Perfectly embodying the sentiment, "If you don't love, please don't hurt."
From then on, Grace was a little curious about what kind of man Rong Jingyang truly was.
Now, it seemed, he wasn't worth it.
She hoped Sister Xin could see through Rong Jingyang's scumbag nature sooner and move on.
It's just...
Thinking that if Du Ruoxin left Rong Jingyang, she would be imprisoned by Christiano, Grace sighed deeply.
Rong Jingyang returned home at two o'clock.
The butler was extremely sleepy but dared not go to bed. He had to wait for the young master.
Without the young master's return, he couldn't report to the madam.
Leaning on the small sofa, hugging a cushion, the butler closed his eyes for a brief rest. Suddenly, the roar of a car engine echoed.
He jumped up abruptly.
The young master was back?
The butler ran to the garage. Upon seeing Rong Jingyang, he said anxiously, "Young master, you're finally back."
"Madam hasn't eaten anything all day and drank two bottles of wine. How can her body withstand it?"
"Please go and see madam. She vomited and had diarrhea all night and is almost completely depleted."
"Alas!"
"I told her to go to the hospital, but she refused vehemently."
"She said if you don't talk to her, she'd rather die than leave the doghouse."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
This was indeed in line with Du Ruoxin's personality.
Seeing a hint of emotion, a sliver of softness in Rong Jingyang, the butler continued to embellish and fabricate, "Madam kept waiting for you to come back. Her eyes are red and swollen, and she's almost cried herself blind."
"It's truly heartbreaking to see."
"This afternoon, when I brought dinner to madam, I saw her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and she was still coughing."
"Could it be because the doghouse has no underfloor heating or air conditioning? She caught a cold after being exposed to the cold wind last night?"
Rong Jingyang's sharp gaze fell upon the butler.
The butler's heart skipped a beat out of guilt. Uh, what if he had exaggerated too much and the young master wouldn't believe him?
Lowering his head, he said earnestly, "Young master, please go and see madam."
"What conflict can't be resolved by a couple behind closed doors?"
"Madam loves you so much; she wouldn't bear to see you receive any punishment."
"Can you truly bear to see madam sad and heartbroken?"
The butler didn't say the last sentence explicitly, but he believed the young master would understand his hesitant tone.
Rong Jingyang's gaze darkened. He looked up towards the doghouse.
One day and one night...
Du Ruoxin should have thought it through?
After a moment of contemplation, he pressed the button on his wheelchair and drove towards the doghouse.
The butler, overjoyed, hurried to open the door. Since the doghouse could only be locked from the outside and not from the inside, the butler opened the door and then quietly disappeared.
The villa's lamplight shone through the main gate into the doghouse. Rong Jingyang saw Du Ruoxin curled up in a ball, shivering as she hugged herself.