Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 39 Tender Comfort for Him

Chapter 39: Chapter 39 Tender Comfort for Him

An Ge’s palm wound was not deep, and Uncle Fu quickly stopped the bleeding and bandaged it up. However, unable to endure the stinging pain, her brow furrowed tightly, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her nose.

Tonight was her first night under the same roof as this man, combined with the pain in her palm, she knew it was destined to be a sleepless night. After tending to her wound, she didn’t dare go upstairs, fearing Young Master Huo might come back to settle accounts with her. So she sat on the sofa downstairs, waiting for Huo Shaoyan to return and speak.

She waited for an hour.

Just as she was about to succumb to a wave of overwhelming fatigue and fall into a drowsy sleep, a dark, looming shadow fell over her from above. Instinctively, she looked up and met eyes with a man wearing only a black silk robe. [In the room, under the same roof as this man.]

His thick short hair was damp, and the belt of his robe was casually tied at his waist, causing the collar to open widely. In the warm light and shadow, the muscles under his collar were well-defined and powerful, the rolled-up sleeves revealing firm, smooth arm muscles, his whole presence exuded an almost primal heat that stirred one’s blood.

Frankly speaking, even though An Ge feared and even disliked him, she found it hard to remain unaffected by the sight of him. Her heart pounded like a drum, and she quickly looked down to avoid his gaze.

As her eyes fell, she noticed that his injured toe had already been bandaged by a professional. She guessed it must have been the Huo Family’s doctor who attended to him at that moment. Huo Shaoyan glanced at her coldly with his Phoenix Eyes.

He sat down on the sofa beside her and flung a dry towel at her face, "Wipe it for me."

An Ge didn’t dare delay; she hurriedly picked up the towel that had fallen on her lap and began carefully drying his damp short hair. Her movements were gentle, and her fingertips occasionally grazed his scalp, her touch especially tender, almost like a lover’s caress, which made Huo Shaoyan particularly irritable.

Just as An Ge had half-dried his hair, he interrupted her in a deep voice, saying, "You wouldn’t be here because you’re carrying some unknown bastard’s child hoping I’d father them, would you?"

"Uh?"

An Ge thought that Huo Shaoyan’s words were utterly irrational, almost as if he were insane. Why on earth would he have such a misconception?

"Don’t hold out any delusions. Even if you were to strip naked and lie in my bed, you wouldn’t seduce me. Want me to take responsibility for your bastard kids? It’s out of the question."

An Ge couldn’t help but retort, frowning, "Young Master Huo, why do you say that? How did I try to seduce you..."

"Still pretending? Dressed like that, with your fingers teasing my scalp, if that’s not seduction, what is it?"

An Ge remained silent.

Ha! Hahaha!

Dressed like this? The nightgown she was wearing was something Mrs. Huo specifically had someone purchase for her after her bath—it wasn’t old-fashioned but definitely conservative enough. How did it become her deliberately flaunting herself to seduce him?

In fact, she had been about to crawl into bed to sleep when he called her out to torment her.

"What’s that expression? Do you feel wronged?"

The man’s words once again hit her ears harshly.

An Ge pursed her lips for a moment, then said, "Young Master Huo, if I really wanted to seduce you, would I wear this?"

Her words made the man sneer, "To make it easier to take off, you’re wearing nothing underneath, and you still want to argue?"

Oh, she was indeed wearing nothing!

She wasn’t sure if it was due to anger or shame, but An Ge’s face instantly turned red to the tips of her ears.

Her chest rose and fell with agitated breaths, making the depths of Huo Shaoyan’s gaze darken further.

His voice was rough and sinister, "I’ll only warn you this once. The person I’m going to marry is your elder sister, An Baoying, so stop trying to flaunt yourself in front of me." He paused, "Get lost!"

An Ge almost rolled out at his command.

She feared that if she didn’t leave, she might just explode from anger.

After she left, Huo Shaoyan called Qin Lang over and coldly instructed, "Check to see who the bastard in An Ge’s belly might belong to."

"Yes."

After Qin Lang left, Uncle Fu approached nervously, "Young Master, Madam has sent Ms. An Ge many precious tonics, how would you like me to handle them?"

Huo Shaoyan lit a cigarette and smoked silently, without saying a word.