The story line returns to yesterday.
Grace rushed into the bathroom, retching into the basin repeatedly, almost spitting out bile, yet the nausea in her heart did not subside.
She simply plunged her entire head under the faucet. The icy water stimulated the nerves of her scalp and face, and only then did the nausea slightly abate.
After rinsing for an unknown duration, until her skin felt almost raw, she straightened up.
Water droplets streamed down her neck, soaking her entire body.
But Grace paid no mind to being drenched. She began scrubbing her hands and feet again, trying to rub off the scent of Qin Yunxi that clung to her.
Damn scumbag!
That son of a bitch!
As Grace scrubbed, she cursed Qin Yunxi a thousand times in her mind.
She scrubbed for so long that her skin turned red, and even broke in places. The stinging pain seared into her brain, and only then did she stop.
Slumped on the high stool, Grace's eyes reddened.
Qin Yunxi—
Could she sue him for indecent assault?
Grace took out her phone, unlocked the screen, and with a blank mind, dialed "110."
"Hello, this is the 110 emergency center. How may I help you?"
A gentle yet solemn female voice came through the receiver.
Grace snapped back to reality with a jolt, startled, and then abruptly hung up.
At this moment, her reason slowly returned, regaining control of her thoughts.
No, I can't call the police.
This is Xin Jie's home. Today is an important day for the Rong family's reunion and joy. I can't ruin it because of me.
Grace suppressed her nausea, washed her face, and asked a servant for a towel to dry her hair. Then, she headed to the parking lot.
"Xin Jie, I'm leaving now."
"I have something urgent."
She sent a message to Du Ruoxin, but Du Ruoxin did not reply, likely busy.
Grace didn't wait for a reply. Skipping dinner, she got into her car and sped away from the castle.
Driving alone on the quiet asphalt road, her speed was extreme.
Though it was a sedan, it felt like a sports car.
The roaring engine echoed through the mountains, conveying a chilling sense of desperation.
After Qin Yunxi forcibly kissed Grace, he found himself savoring the woman's scent, a peculiar feeling stirring within him.
He wasn't sure what it was.
But he knew he was delighted and longed to deepen that kiss.
Desire spread from his lips to his abdomen.
Qin Yunxi wanted more, and he eagerly anticipated the day Grace would surrender beneath him, blooming in all her seductive glory.
That feeling, he was sure, would be exquisite!
Mr. Qin felt refreshed and uplifted, his good mood evident to everyone.
It was a joy from the depths of his soul.
Yet, he himself remained oblivious, mistaking it for a thrilling game of conquering a woman.
If Qin Yunxi had paused to reflect, he would have realized that such "thrills" had never appeared in his thirty years of life.
Alas, he did not know.
Soon it was time for dinner, and Qin Yunxi instinctively looked left and right.
He wasn't searching for anything in particular, but he didn't see Grace.
Where was that ugly girl?
Upon asking Du Ruoxin, he learned she had left earlier due to an urgent matter.
Earlier?
A dark line flashed across the man's face. "What time?"
Du Ruoxin: "Three o'clock."
Qin Yunxi: "!!!!"
Wasn't that shortly after he had kissed her?
Did she really have something urgent, or was she deliberately avoiding him?
Du Ruoxin, noticing Qin Yunxi's displeasure, confusion, or perhaps vexation, asked with a smile playing on her lips, "Brother Qin, are you looking for Grace for something?"
Qin Yunxi glared at her, knowing full well she was teasing him, and replied with a half-joking, half-serious tone, "I'm pursuing her, to make her your sister-in-law. How about that?"
Du Ruoxin's smile widened. "Aunt Zhan would surely be delighted."
She paused, her smile fading, and looked directly at the nonchalant man, her tone becoming serious. "Brother Qin, if you genuinely wish to marry Grace, I would be very happy.
But if it's only because of Aunt Zhan, I hope you won't bother her."