"Yes, yes, yes."
Clara trembled all over with fear, nodding repeatedly. "I, I—"
"I will treat Ruoxin well, forever treat Ruoxin well."
She would never dare to scheme against her, use her, or do anything to harm Du Ruoxin!
"Get out!"
The man ordered sternly.
Clara scrambled out of the room, and even after lying in bed, covered by the quilt, her back was still cold, and she was covered in a cold sweat.
How could this happen? How could this happen?
Didn't Kristino like Du Ruoxin? Didn't he love Du Ruoxin to the point of near perversion?
How could he...
It was too terrifying.
She could feel that, in that moment, he had wanted to kill her.
Clara curled up, clutching her stomach.
Perhaps sensing her mother's fear, her womb twitched.
"Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy will protect you..." Realizing she couldn't decide the child's life or death, she changed her words, "Little aunt will protect you, she will protect us."
Sob—
How would she face Du Ruoxin tomorrow?
Fortunately, Kristino had instructed Rong Jingyang not to say anything.
Clara clasped her hands together, praying silently—God bless, Rong Jingyang, please don't mention anything about tonight to Du Ruoxin!
On the other side.
Kristino stood by the window.
He only withdrew his gaze and lay down on the bed after seeing Rong Jingyang, Du Ruoxin, and Rong Doudou leave, and after the Rolls-Royce disappeared into the darkness.
After the commotion, he had no more sleepiness.
Kristino turned on Du Ruoxin's recording and listened to it again and again.
"Brother, I miss you, I miss you so much."
"Do you miss me..."
Du Ruoxin's sweet and soft voice echoed in the room, filling every corner, every inch of his skin.
Kristino closed his eyes.
Suddenly, a woman's fragrance entered his nostrils.
Faint, jasmine scent.
It was Xin'er's scent!
Du Ruoxin had loved jasmine flowers since she was a child. When asked why, she said jasmine represented loyal, pure love.
In this life, she only wanted to be devoted to one person, to fall in love once, and marry one man.
Once she made up her mind, she would never turn back, even if she hit her head and bled.
But he—
He hoped she would forget Rong Jingyang, hoped she would divorce Rong Jingyang.
At this moment, Kristino regretted it, regretted not touching Du Ruoxin.
If Rong Jingyang saw him and Xin'er doing...
Their marriage would be shattered immediately, right?
Regret swept through his mind, dominating Kristino's thoughts.
Just as it was about to drown out all his reason, another voice echoed in his mind—"Brother, I love you."
On the cruise ship, Du Ruoxin hugged him, kissed his cheek, and said "love" him so frankly.
Her smile was so sincere, her eyes so full of adoration.
"No regrets."
Even if he had to do it again, his decision would still be not to touch her.
He had many ways to make Du Ruoxin give up on Rong Jingyang, but none of them would come at the cost of hurting her heart and making her despair.
Kristino picked up a pillow, hugged it to his chest, and breathed in the lingering warmth left by Du Ruoxin, as if she were in his arms.
—
Lin Xuanyao drove the Rolls-Royce back to Yunhu International.
Rong Doudou was carried back to the children's room by Mu Li, while Rong Jingyang carried the unconscious Du Ruoxin into the master bedroom.
He placed the woman on the bed and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, shaking his head helplessly.
Kristino said... he didn't touch her?
Was that possible?
Facing a woman he loved madly, a woman he wanted to possess day and night, who was laid bare before him, and he could do whatever he pleased, could he restrain himself from touching her?
Rong Jingyang didn't believe it.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something.
He took off her clothes one by one, revealing her fair skin.