My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Jian Han,” He stretched his left hand out to hold her small hand. He tried hard to control his temper and not yell at her. He also ignored the hand that Tang Fan placed around her waist. He pulled her over and allowed her to come into his embrace. He closed his eyes and kissed her forehead. “Where did you go. Did you know that I couldn’t find you anymore? Do you know that? Don’t do this again, okay? I would not be able to take it again.”

He really couldn’t take it. He almost went crazy just now.

He opened his eyes in the condominium unit and did not see her around anywhere. He went downstairs to look for her, and he still did not see her. After that, he rushed out of the house to chase after her.

He went along the streets to look for her among multiple alley ways. He spent almost an hour looking for her. There were so many people on the streets. When he first started, no one looked like her, and slowly, he started to think that every person looked like her.

He almost went crazy. What was he going to do if he couldn’t find her?

He would not be able to continue living on.

He would die.

Jian Han smelled the familiar clean scent on his body. She stretched her small hand out slowly to tug the material of his sweater on his waist. This was great. This felt really nice.

…

Something happened the next day.

Jian Han woke up the next morning to realize that she could not see Zhou Dayuan anywhere. There was one additional person in the condominium unit; it was her assistant, Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping brought her to the psychological clinic and prepared lunch for her, and she brought her back to the condominium unit again. Xiao Ping did all of the things that Zhou Dayuan once did.

All of this shouldn’t have made any difference to Jian Han, who had forgotten everything and everyone else. She never truly put any effort to remember Zhou Dayuan, but…she started to feel that her heart was empty.

She started to daydream. She did not care about the patients that she had in the clinic. She curled up on the sofa all alone, and the moment she started to daydream, it would last for the entire day.

She stopped smiling. Her small pink face started to sink in, and even her almond-shaped eyes lost their vigour.

She stopped talking. Whenever Xiao Ping spoke to her, she seemed like she didn’t hear it, and her frail and body had a nine month old bump, and she looked as if she was going to fall over when the wind blew over.

The nights were the hardest to get over. She did not like to sleep in her bedroom anymore. She would walk to the guest room beside her bedroom before lying down on the large bed. She would bury her small face in the pillow and deeply to sniff it. A few days ago, she would still smell that clean and crisp mesmerizing scent, and after that, there was no trace of that scent anymore.

Her entire being felt as if it’d been dug empty — both lost and soulless.

She fell asleep in a blur that day and suddenly heard the rumbling of thunder coming from outside the window. She woke up shocked from her dreams as she leaped up from the bed.

There was lighting outside the window. The piercing white light illuminated her deathly pale face. There was a drizzle outside the window. In the dark room, as she curled herself up slowly, she buried her small face into her kneecaps, and hot tears trickled down from her eyes.

After she sobbed for a while, she lifted her blankets up, and she put on her slippers to get out of bed.

She opened the main doors of the condominium unit, and she walked out.

It was around 1am at that time. It was raining , and there was almost no one on the streets anymore. The road lamp shone a faint yellow glow onto the streets. She wore her white nightgown as she walked all alone.

There was an Aunty who took an umbrella in her hands as she ran over. “Young lady, it is raining right now. Why are you here drenched in the rain? Go home quickly. Your stomach is already so big right now. You are ruining yourself.”

Jian Han did not seem to be listening to her, and she walked on in a daze.

The aunty sighed as she walked away.

After she walked the span of an entire street, she did not know what tripped her. She sprained her right ankle. It was impossible for her to continue walking. She sat by the flower pond beside the road, and she slowly stretched her small hands out to cup her face as she silently sobbed.

At this moment, there was an umbrella over her head, and there was someone who came to face her.

She withdrew her small hand, and there was a pair of black trousers in her line of vision. As she went further up, it was a clean white shirt, and as she went even further up, it was that handsome and familiar face that was still somewhat alien.

He came.

Zhou Dayuan.

Jian Han sobbed softly. Her entire body was drenched. Her silky hair was stuck on the side of her cheeks. On her neck, her small shoulders were frail and trembling as she stared at him with reddened eyes.

Zhou Dayuan looked at this woman from his vantage point. She was absolutely pitiful beyond description, and he heard the sound of his heart bleeding.

“Who am I?” He persisted as he looked at her.

Jian Han choked up as she was unwilling to answer.

Zhou Dayuan was silent for a few moments before he turned around to leave.

But he was unable to leave because his trousers were tugged by a gentle little hand. She cried out loudly as she said, “Woo woo…my… My man… Zhou Dayuan…”

The umbrella in Zhou Dayuan’s hands fell onto the floor. He turned around as he knelt down in front of her. He knelt on the door with one knee, and he stretched his shaking hands to cup her small face. ” I am sorry… I am sorry…”