How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 155 - 142: Coughing Blood from Rage

Chapter 155: Chapter 142: Coughing Blood from Rage

Fang Anning sneered and asked, "Are you angry? But what right do you have to be angry? Didn’t you say from the beginning that marrying me was just the old man’s wish and having children with me was only because I had unmasked you and was the first person to have done so? I thought you had always known about the existence of this agreement, and even if you didn’t, you should be very clear that my union with you has been about benefits from the start."

"Just benefits? Have you never truly had feelings for me?" He Tingchen asked in a deep voice.

"Never," Fang Anning stated categorically.

He Tingchen closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Fine, very well, I will agree to your conditions. But Fang Anning, let me ask you again, have you really never had feelings for me?"

"Yes, never."

This time, Fang Anning hesitated for a moment, but she still quickly affirmed her response.

He Tingchen stood up and left.

As Fang Anning watched his retreating figure, she frowned slightly. She inexplicably felt that his figure was so lonely, desolate, melancholic, and carried a faint sadness.

But it was just a fleeting moment before she immediately laughed at herself bitterly.

As someone who had been both deceived and had her heart broken, what right did she have to pity him?

Who would pity her?

"Sir, what’s wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?"

After He Tingchen went downstairs, Mrs. Chen noticed his pale face and asked with concern.

He Tingchen shook his head, holding the agreement and continued to walk forward.

But after only a few steps, he suddenly staggered, then clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mrs. Chen was terribly frightened and cried out in alarm, quickly calling for help.

"Don’t call out, don’t disturb her," He Tingchen admonished in a low voice.

Mrs. Chen supported him and asked, "Sir, what’s wrong with you?"

"I’m fine, take me to the hospital, don’t alarm her, and especially do not inform her," He Tingchen said coldly.

Mrs. Chen nodded and hurriedly assisted him to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Fang Anning heard Mrs. Chen’s cry upstairs and couldn’t help but frown.

She wanted to go out and see what happened but found that the door was locked.

Indeed, she was still a prisoner, held in soft detention here, so what right did she have to care about what happened to others?

Two hours later, a servant came to bring her fruits.

Normally, these things were personally taken care of by Mrs. Chen, but now that someone else had replaced her, Fang Anning couldn’t help but ask, "Where’s Mrs. Chen? Why don’t I see her?"

"Mrs. Chen has gone to the hospital," the maid answered.

"What, is she sick?" Fang Anning remembered the shout.

The maid suddenly remembered Mrs. Chen’s orders and hurriedly bowed her head without responding.

Fang Anning snorted and lowered her gaze to eat the fruits, not asking further.

After all, it wasn’t her concern, why bother with such idle worries?

In the hospital.

The doctor requested a comprehensive examination for He Tingchen, which he refused.

The doctor could only infer from his spitting blood that it was an acute reaction to rage. But for an accurate diagnosis, it would be best to perform a detailed examination.

But since he refused, there was nothing the doctor could do.

Mrs. Chen beside him advised, "Sir, please have a detailed check-up. If there’s nothing wrong, that’s great, and if there are issues, it’s best to treat them early."

"What, are you afraid I would die early like he did?" He Tingchen sneered and asked.

Mrs. Chen’s face stiffened, and she hurriedly said, "Of course not, the young master was frail since childhood, you are different. Besides, if the old master knew you were sick, he would be extremely worried."

"That’s why no one, especially the old master and Fang Anning, should be told about my spitting blood," He Tingchen instructed.

Mrs. Chen stopped short of speaking.

It took her a moment before she hesitantly said, "Sir, there’s something I’m not sure if I should mention."

"If you think you shouldn’t, then don’t say it," He Tingchen said coldly.

Mrs. Chen frowned and lowered her head, but after a moment still said, "Although I shouldn’t say it, I still want to speak. Is this because of the wife? If you care so much about her, tell her the truth. The wife is a reasonable person, she will understand."

"The truth?" He Tingchen scoffed coldly. "What truth? That I am a pitiable creature who can be abandoned at any time, who will never receive true affection? She is the same, no different from other people. So there is no truth, the truth is that from the beginning, the two of us were just using each other."

"Sir."

"Shut up, say no more," He Tingchen rebuked coldly.

Frightened, Mrs. Chen could only close her mouth and not dare to speak further.

He Tingchen told Mrs. Chen to go home and leave him be. After leaving the hospital, he did not go directly home but instead had Wen Yi book him a flight, and he left the country that very night.

The next day, when Fang Anning saw Mrs. Chen looking hale and hearty, she let out a sigh of relief.

She then casually asked, "I heard you yell yesterday, and I heard from the servants that you went to the hospital, are you alright? You can’t be in any trouble, otherwise how would you face that child when he recovers?"

Mrs. Chen quickly whispered, "Thank you for your concern, my wife, I’m fine, doing very well."

"That’s good. Oh, and please tell your sir for me, now that I’ve agreed to cooperate nicely, can I not be kept here anymore and be allowed to go out?" Fang Anning added.

"This...," Mrs. Chen frowned and said with difficulty, "I need to ask the sir for permission, but the sir has gone abroad. I don’t know when he will be back."

"Gone abroad?" Fang Anning frowned. "Why did he suddenly go abroad?"

"I’m not sure about that," Mrs. Chen replied.

"Even if he’s abroad, it’s always possible to make a phone call! You call him." Fang Anning said.

Mrs. Chen said: "I’m afraid it’s not appropriate for me to call. Why don’t you, wife, call Mr. He in person and ask him directly?"

Fang Anning furrowed her brows.

She didn’t want to call him at all. Knowing the truth, she didn’t even want to glance at him again, let alone hear his voice; it would just make her uncomfortable.

But seeing Mrs. Chen’s indifferent attitude, as if the matter didn’t concern her, Fang Anning knew that if she didn’t make the call herself, Mrs. Chen certainly wouldn’t.

So she had no choice but to say: "Fine, go get your cell phone and use it to call. Once you get through, hand it to me and I’ll speak to him."

Mrs. Chen nodded with a smile.

She quickly brought her cell phone over and made the call.

He Tingchen’s deep voice came from the other end, asking, "What’s the matter?"

Mrs. Chen hurriedly said, "The wife wants to talk to you."

After saying that, she quickly handed the phone to Fang Anning.

Fang Anning cleared her throat and said with a serious voice, "Since we’ve reached an agreement, is there any need to continue keeping me confined? I want to go out for some fresh air and live a normal life as before. You wouldn’t refuse, right?"

"Mr. He, your coffee."

At that moment, Fang Anning heard a woman’s voice from He Tingchen’s side, and the voice was very familiar.

She furrowed her brows and couldn’t help asking, "Who are you with?"

"What does it have to do with you?" He Tingchen said coldly, "To you, I am nothing more than a financial tool to be used. Who I am with has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Hmph, of course it doesn’t concern me, I was just being nosy. Don’t take it seriously. Also, consider what I just said. I hope you’ll agree since it really is for my mental and physical health..."

"Do as you like, go wherever you want; in the end, all I need is the placenta in your stomach," said He Tingchen.

After that, he hung up the call.

Fang Anning: "..."

"Wife, what’s wrong? Did you have a fight again?" Mrs. Chen saw her complexion wasn’t good and quickly asked with concern.

Fang Anning handed the phone back to her and said with a cold snort, "Fight? Our relationship hasn’t even improved to that point yet. He’s agreed that I can go out, so there’s no need to keep me locked up here anymore."

Mrs. Chen nodded but then said, "Your body is becoming more inconvenient, it would be better to go out less."

"Mrs. Chen, where did he go abroad?" Fang Anning suddenly asked.

Mrs. Chen thought and said, "I think it was the United States."

Fang Anning bit her lip.

There was a time difference between here and there, and she figured that over there it would just be evening.

At that time, having a woman by his side, and the woman’s voice so familiar, what did it imply?

Hah, why bother thinking about it?

Fang Anning laughed at herself again.

From beginning to end, she was nothing more than a tool for his use, so why should she care who he is with?

No matter who he is with, it has nothing to do with her, right?

It’s just that the woman’s voice was really familiar, like someone she knew.

Sure enough, less than half a day later, entertainment reports came out saying that in the United States, the president of He Group, He Tingchen, was seen entering and exiting a hotel with the movie star Cheng Wanbai and later returned with her to He Tingchen’s residence in the United States at night.

Although Cheng Wanbai was a movie star promoted by He Tingchen, the two had never been involved in any scandals.

But being caught together this time was conclusive proof, and they were immediately labeled with the headline of an impending good news.

Fang Anning: "..."

She knew it; why did that voice sound so familiar? It turned out to be Cheng Wanbai.

And impending good news?

Then what was she?

Yes, she was nothing more than a birthing tool from the beginning to the end.

"Anning, what’s going on?" Li Xiaoxiao called to ask.

Fang Anning snorted coldly and said, "What else could it be? Everything’s out in the open now, so of course, he acts as he pleases. You focus on your acting; don’t worry about my affairs, I can handle them myself."

After hanging up the call, Fang Anning immediately had Chen Rui prepare the car for her.

He was enjoying himself in the United States, with a beauty in his arms; she couldn’t lose to him.

After having Chen Rui prepare the car, Fang Anning immediately had Chen Rui take her to Bai Group.

Bai Yunyang didn’t expect Fang Anning to suddenly visit and asked in surprise, "Miss Fang, do you need something from me?"

He thought it was strange when the front desk reported it to him.

First, how did Fang Anning get out?

Second, why would Fang Anning dare to seek him out?

"It’s almost noon, I was hoping to invite Mr. Bai to a simple lunch. Would Mr. Bai care to join me?" Fang Anning asked with a smile.

Bai Yunyang said in confusion, "You still dare to dine with me? I thought that after what happened last time, Miss Fang would avoid me like a plague and dare not have any more to do with me."

"How could that be, I’m not that timid. Or is it that Mr. Bai is afraid? Afraid that I will strike back in revenge and this meal is a trap?" Fang Anning deliberately provoked.

Bai Yunyang said, "Miss Fang is overthinking it; I’m not that timid either. But you pick the location, and I’ll foot the bill."

"Good, in that case, I won’t hold back."