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Liang Yu was lost in a jumble of thoughts when there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Tap, tap, tap," three soft sounds, yet exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Liang Yu subconsciously assumed it was Aunt Mei knocking on the door from outside.

Thinking that Aunt Mei had something urgent to tell her, she threw off the covers and rushed to the door, opening it immediately.

Liang Yu was wearing a flesh-colored silk nightgown. The silk fabric was as light and thin as mist, clinging to her figure and outlining her perfect curves.

Beneath her slender collarbone, her breasts rose and fell, appearing and disappearing under the warm yellow light, adding a touch of languid sexiness.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by a single hand, and the hem of her pajamas hung down to her upper thighs, making her legs appear long and shapely.

The skin glows with a delicate sheen against the silk, making one unable to resist imagining what alluring spring scenery lies beneath that silk.

The moment the door opened, what Fang Ze saw before him was the incredibly sexy and alluring Liang Yu.

He froze at the doorway, his breath catching in his throat.

Fang Ze had never seen Liang Yu so languid and alluring.

He hurriedly looked away, his whole body tensing up instinctively, his fingers gripping the door frame tightening slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"Xiao Yu, I want to talk to you."

Liang Yu, who opened the door, had no idea that the person standing outside was Fang Ze.

She never expected to run into Fang Ze looking like this.

The moment she opened the door, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her heart filled with panic and embarrassment.

Liang Yu's fingers gripping the doorknob tightened involuntarily and began to tremble slightly. With his other hand, he hurriedly reached for the cardigan on the coat rack behind the door and eagerly pulled it over his body.

But because of nervousness, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't put the cardigan on.

Seeing that Liang Yu couldn't put on the cardigan several times, Fang Ze stepped forward and took the initiative to help her gather the cardigan over her shoulders.

The moment his fingertips touched Liang Yu's smooth and soft skin, the delicate sensation surged through his body like an electric current, instantly igniting a long-suppressed desire within him.

Fang Ze felt a surge of panic and possessiveness, and even his breathing became heavier.

He placed his hands around Liang Yu's shoulders, his eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Xiao Yu, I came to tell you that we're husband and wife. Let's try those things that couples do tonight, okay?"

Liang Yu was shocked, as if he had been stunned by these words. The embarrassment on his face was instantly replaced by fear.

She didn't know if the things Fang Ze talked about that husband and wife should do were the same things she thought they were.

Her eyes widened, her mind went blank, and she looked up at Fang Ze in disbelief.

She suddenly met Fang Ze's burning gaze, and her heart pounded with panic, causing her to lose her breathing rhythm.

Liang Yu instinctively tried to back away, but Fang Ze held him tightly with both hands, making him unable to move.

Liang Yu's voice trembled with panic as he said:

"Fang Ze, what do you want to do? Let me go."

Fang Ze's tall figure loomed over him, one hand closing the door, the other gripping Liang Yu's wrist and pushing Liang Yu behind the door.

This completely trapped Liang Yu between him and the door panel, leaving him no room to struggle.

Liang Yu now fully understood what Fang Ze wanted to do.

She tried forcefully to pull her wrist back, her eyes filled with resistance, her voice trembling with panic and anger:

"Fang Ze, are you crazy? You yourself said you were injured and couldn't do that kind of thing."

"Besides, we're getting a divorce anyway, I don't want to do it with you!"

I don't want to do it with you.

These six words instantly ignited the anger in Fang Ze's heart.

He was her husband; how could she not want to be with him?

He could choose not to touch Liang Yu, or he could choose not to be with Liang Yu.

But he couldn't accept Liang Yu saying that she didn't want to be with him.

Liang Yu's struggles only further aroused Fang Ze's desire in a certain part of his body.

His reason was instantly consumed by anger and desire.

Fang Ze leaned closer, his nose almost touching Liang Yu's earlobe, his hot breath spraying onto the area around Liang Yu's ear, causing a tingling, itchy sensation.

"If you don't want to do it with me, then who do you want to do it with? That driver?"

Before Liang Yu could answer, Fang Ze pulled his arm around Liang Yu's waist and lifted him up in his arms.

Liang Yu exclaimed in surprise and instinctively grabbed Fang Ze's collar. Just as he was about to reprimand him, Fang Ze threw him hard onto the bed.

His body slammed against the mattress with a soft thud, his hair was disheveled on the pillow, and his eyes were filled with shock and panic.

Fang Ze stood by the bed, his chest heaving violently, as he unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes swirling with intense desire and uncontrollable rage.

Liang Yu was jolted by the fall, and quickly propped himself up on his arms, pulling his slipped cardigan tighter around his waist.

She looked up and glared at Fang Ze, her voice hoarse with anger and fear:

"Fang Ze, you've gone mad..."

Before he could finish speaking, a tall figure loomed over him, pressing down on Liang Yu, leaving only Fang Ze's possessive eyes and brows in his view.

Liang Yu instinctively pushed Fang Ze away.

Fang Ze used only one hand to firmly restrain Liang Yu's two wrists, pushed them upwards, and lifted them above Liang Yu's head, preventing her from struggling any further.

Fang Ze almost predated Liang Yu's lips and demanded a kiss.

A kiss, heavy with breath, landed roughly on Liang Yu's neck and lips, so forceful it felt like it wanted to tear her apart and devour her whole.

With his other hand, he pushed up her silk nightgown and reached inside.

His movements carried a wild, aggressive urge, powerful and domineering.

There was absolutely no room for Liang Yu to refuse or resist.

The slightly rough lines on his fingertips sent shivers down Liang Yu's spine. She struggled to avoid Fang Ze's kiss, her voice choked with sobs as she refused him.

"Fang Ze, you've gone too far. Let me go, don't make me hate you."

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Fang Ze's loss of control filled Liang Yu with despair.

She hardly needed to verify the authenticity of that audio recording anymore.

Fang Ze had been lying to her all along.

Fang Ze was not injured in the car accident at all.

Fang Ze's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice slightly breathless, and he whispered a soothing murmur in Liang Yu's ear amidst his heavy breathing:

"Xiao Yu, I want to try with you... Let's get through this together, and then we'll both belong to each other completely, okay?"

But Liang Yu had no desire to try it with Fang Ze.

Liang Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind amidst the panic.

She suddenly opened her eyes and shouted at Fang Ze:

"Fang Ze, if you do it with me, will Shi Ya be angry?"

Fang Ze's movements suddenly froze.

His chest heaved as he breathed heavily and asked Liang Yu in his ear:

"Why are you bringing up Shiya? Didn't I tell you I don't want to hear her name from your mouth?"

Liang Yu hadn't expected that mentioning Shi Ya's name would be so effective. She could clearly feel that Fang Ze's out-of-control rage had gradually subsided.

She organized her thoughts and spoke to Fang Ze in as calm a tone as possible:

"Fang Ze, you've actually been unable to get over that hurdle in your heart, haven't you?"

Liang Yu felt the force on his wrist suddenly loosen, and Fang Ze slowly propped himself up, his eyes no longer filled with surging desire, irritability, and possessiveness.

He looked down at Liang Yu, whose hair was disheveled and whose eyes were filled with tears, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he asked in a hoarse voice:

"What do you know?"

Liang Yu replied cautiously:

"Shi Yue told me that you were originally going to save Shi Ya, but Shi Ya saw that I was badly injured, so she asked you to save me first..."

As Liang Yu watched Fang Ze's gaze gradually shatter, she mustered her courage and asked softly:

"Fang Ze, you must hate me a lot, right?"

Fang Ze looked down at Liang Yu beneath him and remained silent for a long, long time.

He eventually left Liang Yu's presence without saying a word and lay down beside her.

The two were about a fist's width apart.

Liang Yu wrapped himself in the blanket and breathed heavily, finally relieved of his confinement.

Her chest heaved violently, and her face was still streaked with tears. She didn't look at the man beside her, but silently stared at the ceiling.

Fang Ze, standing beside him, raised his arm and gently covered his eyes.

His forearms were taut and straight, with veins bulging faintly on his strong and muscular forearms.

Only the sound of their breathing remained in the room.

Fang Ze, in a hoarse, almost broken voice, filled with undisguised guilt and exhaustion, softly said:

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry."

Liang Yu remained silent and did not respond.

What is Fang Ze apologizing for?

Is it that I'm sorry for forcing myself on her tonight?

Or am I sorry for not marrying her back then?

Although Liang Yu trusted Shi Yue's words to some extent, she still felt a pang of pain in her heart when faced with Fang Ze's almost tacit response.

That was six years of her youth, to which she poured her heart and soul.

If it weren't for Shi Yue's appearance, how many more years would she have been imprisoned in the castle Fang Ze built for her?

Tears slowly dripped down her cheeks, soaking a large patch of the bed sheet.

Liang Yu turned to the side, his back to Fang Ze, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning? Why did you marry me?"

Fang Ze glanced at Liang Yu's slightly sobbing shoulder, and a tearing pain welled up in his heart.

He couldn't help but move closer to Liang Yu and hug him from behind.

Liang Yu felt Fang Ze holding him and began to struggle.

Fang Ze did not give up, still holding Liang Yu tightly, and gently comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, I won't do it like before. I just want to hug you."

As he spoke, he pulled Liang Yu closer to his heart with force, as if he wanted to embed Liang Yu into his body.

Liang Yu retorted with a heavy nasal tone:

"But I don't want to be held by you, let me go."

Fang Ze ignored Liang Yu's resistance, pressed his forehead against the back of Liang Yu's head, and coaxed him gently:

"Xiaoyu, can you give me some time? We can definitely be like any other couple and have children of our own in the future."

"Xiao Yu, I can't live without you, I need you."

It's simply because I need her.

It wasn't because I loved her.