Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 278 Love

Chapter 278: Chapter 278 Love

Mrs. Huo couldn’t stand to see Young Master Huo bullying An Ge like that. She swung her cane and hit Young Master Huo, pushing him away.

Mrs. Huo glared at him angrily, "You fool, talk if you want, but don’t lay a finger on her."

She paused and asked, "An An said you’re injured, but I don’t see it. Where are you hurt?"

An Ge thought she was concerned about Young Master Huo, so she spoke up, "He’s got a knife wound on his abdomen..."

As soon as she finished, Mrs. Huo hit Young Master Huo on his abdomen with the cane again, "I’m just hitting this beast who doesn’t know pain."

Young Master Huo grunted in pain, his face turning white as cold sweat dripped down. It was summer, and he was only wearing a white shirt. Blood quickly seeped from the reopened wound, staining his shirt.

Mrs. Huo felt a bit guilty, saying, "Oh, I thought it was just a minor wound. I didn’t expect this thick-skinned idiot to be so easily hurt."

Young Master Huo looked at her in silence, his gaze so cold that it made Mrs. Huo secretly nervous. She cleared her throat and said to An Ge, "An An, why don’t you help him with his wound?"

An Ge came to ask Mrs. Huo for help in smoothing over her relationship with Young Master Huo. So, she quickly agreed to Mrs. Huo, saying, "Alright."

Fifteen minutes later, An Ge had stopped the bleeding and bandaged Young Master Huo’s abdominal wound. After finishing, she put down his blood-stained shirt and looked up to meet his deep black eyes. Reflecting on how she had boasted at the Imperial Airport that she would never plead with him again, yet here she was, begging him now, she admittedly felt it was a slap in the face. But with Huanhuan’s condition worsening, her pride was the least of her concerns.

Thus, she said, "You probably know why I came to you, right?"

Young Master Huo wasn’t in the mood to discuss this with her now. Still angry and not having gotten any benefits from the situation, he wasn’t willing to talk to An Ge about it.

So, he stood up. Looking down at An Ge, he said, "I don’t want to talk about this now. Isn’t lunch ready? Let’s eat first." His tone was indifferent.

An Ge’s lips moved slightly, but in the end, she said nothing. Her cooking skills were limited, so she only made four dishes and a soup. During the meal, Mrs. Huo kept sighing, annoying Young Master Huo.

Before he could lose his temper, An Ge gave him a bowl of rib soup, saying, "The ribs have been stewing for a long time. Try it."

Young Master Huo glanced at her. His voice was calm but sarcastic, "You’re good at retreating to advance. You know breaking off with me does you no good, so you lowered your stance again, seeking the Old Lady’s help, hoping she’d mediate and convince me to save your daughter..."

An Ge frowned, her voice cool and detached, "Retreat to advance? President Huo, you’ve blocked all my roads. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t have come to this."

After she finished speaking, the man laughed coldly, "Don’t make it sound so noble. I left you a way out, but you stubbornly refused to take it and blame me for being cold-hearted? Really, Ms. An?"

An Ge drank a sip of the rich rib soup. It was a bit hot, and the weather was very warm. Even though there was air conditioning indoors, drinking the hot soup made her face sweat. She raised her gaze from the soup bowl and looked at the man’s emotionless handsome face, smiling as she said, "You left me a way out? What way? Forcing me to have your child? Or forcing me to be your mistress?"

Young Master Huo’s voice rose a few notches, "I initially suggested remarriage. It’s you who repeatedly crossed my bottom line, leading to the current situation, yet you blame me for it?"

Compared to his emotional agitation, An Ge remained very calm. She looked at him, saying, "When you first wanted to remarry me, did I refuse? I agreed and was ready to go to the civil affairs bureau with you at any time. But what did you do? During this period, you had an affair with An Muxin and repeatedly let her stomp on my dignity. It was your many attitudes that extinguished the hope I barely managed to ignite. So when Lady Fu kept bothering me, I told her I didn’t love you and was just using you. Once I cured Huanhuan, I’d leave with her... You heard those words and felt deceived and used, you couldn’t bear it, so we completely fell out..."

Pausing her tone, she continued, "Huo Shaoyan, I thought the situation between us wasn’t caused by me alone. It’s your behavior that disappointed me so much, leading to the subsequent escalation of contradictions..."

Young Master Huo silently observed her for a while, "It seems we have nothing left to discuss."

After speaking, he put down his chopsticks and got up to leave. In fact, he had already taken two or three steps past her. But An Ge, in an impulsive move, reached out to grab his sleeve.

She pulled a bit forcefully, looking somewhat agitated. Young Master Huo hesitated for a moment, then pulled back his hand, drawing his sleeve away from her grasp. He looked at her and said, "An Xiaoge, your attempt to reconcile is quite perfunctory. You found the Old Lady, then made a lunch that anyone could, thinking I’d just let bygones be bygones? An Muxin, to win me back, even staged a pitiful drama to solicit my sympathy. Even when her act was exposed, she didn’t give up on her unwavering love for me. She didn’t have to, but she willingly donated blood to alleviate my sick son’s condition—do you think it’s because of some Holy Mother complex? No, because she wants me, she wants to be my Mrs. Huo. Why is it that she can make such sacrifices for me, and you can’t even be the slightest bit sincere? Your talk of remarrying me—how much was genuine and how much fake? Do you think I can’t see through it? You cook me a meal, sleep with me once, and you expect me to fulfil your wish and risk myself to save your daughter?"

"Do you have to wait until I’m used up by you and kicked away like a fool, then suddenly wake up? Let me tell you, that’s not going to happen."

An Ge was at a loss for words, choked up by his blunt speech. The air suddenly fell silent, the atmosphere growing increasingly tense. Mrs. Huo, knowing the truth, grew anxious, her distress evident. She slapped the table in anger and said to Young Master Huo, "Sit back down for me."

Young Master Huo stood still, not sitting back down. Mrs. Huo looked at him, her voice trembling with anger, "Huo Shaoyan, you bring her nothing but malice. How can you expect her to be sincere to you? Put yourself in her shoes—if you were her, could you approach with the same attitude she has? She can sit down and talk to you calmly. That’s not easy for her. Why do you have to stab at her heart with every word? Why can’t you be a little kinder to her?"

Young Master Huo’s throat moved, his voice hoarse and almost mournful, "Why can’t you understand? All I fucking want is for her to like me, love me—not to constantly scheme and use me and plan her escape on that basis. Tell me, is that too much to ask?"

Mrs. Huo was left speechless. Young Master Huo continued, "The conflicts don’t stem from just one incident—they accumulate over time, one after another. She knows full well how I feel about her, yet she still cozies up to my half-brother, Huo Qingzhou. Just this alone is enough to infuriate me. How can you expect me to be calm toward her?"

Mrs. Huo didn’t really know much about the situation between Huo Qingzhou and An Ge. She was somewhat confused, but she didn’t think An Ge was wrong. She said, "Even if An An has anything with Huo Qingzhou, it’s not what you think..."

Huo Shaoyan interrupted, furious, "They were planning to get a marriage certificate just to spite me! If it’s not that kind of relationship, then what is?"

Mrs. Huo looked at him, slightly lacking confidence, "Well... wasn’t it because you were being such a brute, always bullying and suppressing her? She’s made of flesh and blood. Can’t she find someone to rely on?"

Young Master Huo finally understood that Mrs. Huo was entirely on An Ge’s side, not caring about right or wrong—she just supported An Ge. Before, Mrs. Huo was biased toward An Ge, but not as strongly as now, like a mother hen protecting her chick.

Thinking of this, Young Master Huo squinted his Phoenix Eyes dangerously. His gaze was critical as he looked at Mrs. Huo, voice pressing, "Are you hiding something from me, protecting her like this?"

Mrs. Huo felt increasingly guilty. She was terrified she might slip up and reveal the truth under Huo Shaoyan’s pressure. She had promised An Ge to keep the truth under wraps for now. An Ge had agreed that when the time was right, she’d let the children choose whether to acknowledge their roots. Even if they chose not to, their ties with the Huo Family wouldn’t be cut. In any case, Huo Chenghuan and Huo Huaisang were still of Huo blood.

With this in mind, Mrs. Huo said to Huo Shaoyan, "What could I be keeping from you? I’m just... I’m just so mad, my blood pressure’s soaring. I’m feeling dizzy and out of sorts. I need to take my blood pressure medication. You should talk to An An calmly, clear up the misunderstandings, and put your hearts together. I don’t believe you truly hate each other. I can see that deep down, you both still care about each other."

Having said her piece, Mrs. Huo left with her cane. Young Master Huo remained standing, neither leaving nor sitting back down. An Ge pursed her lips, reached out, and tugged at his sleeve, "I made steamed fish—it’s not bad. You haven’t tried it yet. Sit down and have a taste?"

Her rich features showed a hint of sincerity, her almond-shaped eyes curving slightly, eyes sparkling like stars. Unaccountably softened, Young Master Huo sat back down beside her.