My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 395: He Will Not Return

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: He Will Not Return

Fu Chenlie pulled off her hand gripping his clothes, placing his hands on her shoulders: "I promised her that I’d pick her up. If I suddenly change my mind, wouldn’t your husband become someone who doesn’t keep his word in others’ eyes?"

Wen Ran looked into his eyes, a slight smile pulling at the corners of her lips.

She understood.

Can’t not pick up Jiang Wan Ning, can’t not pick up Jiang Wan Ning.

Even if she tried to persuade him, it wouldn’t work.

Wen Ran nodded: "Alright then, you don’t have to lull me to sleep before leaving anymore, it will wake me. I’ll sleep on my own."

"Will you have insomnia?"

"Count a few sheep, I should be fine."

With those words, before he said anything more, she turned and headed upstairs.

The man watched her back, taking large steps to catch up.

As Wen Ran stepped onto the last stair, her arm was suddenly caught, and as she turned, she was pulled into a broad chest.

Fu Chenlie’s voice resonated from above: "Madam, I’m just picking up a friend from the airport, don’t overthink it, and don’t be upset, okay?"

"Anyway, whether I’m happy or not, you still have to go."

"I hope you’re happy."

She expressed her true feelings: "I’ll only be happy if you don’t go."

The man laughed lightly: "Why start being unreasonable now? It’s something we agreed on."

"I’m joking, you can go."

"Hmm, Mrs. Fu is really good."

As Fu Chenlie spoke, he pulled the woman in and kissed her forehead: "I’ll be back tonight, okay?"

She nodded dismissively: "Got it."

With those words, she pushed away his arm and turned back to the room.

Fu Chenlie stood in the hallway, lighting a cigarette.

As the smoke curled around him, the impatience that grew while coaxing Wen Ran earlier finally subsided a bit, though he still couldn’t understand—

Previously, she clearly wasn’t this persistent.

Why tonight, did she change?

...

After returning to the bedroom, Wen Ran didn’t immediately shower.

She sat on a single-seater sofa holding a book, casually flipping through it, sometimes reading a few words, sometimes letting her thoughts drift.

Around eleven at night, she leaned against the headboard, hearing noises outside.

The door downstairs opened and closed, followed closely by the ignition of the Rolls-Royce.

Her mind became active—

Is Jiang Wan Ning going to sit in the passenger seat tonight?!

Most people know the rule not to sit in the passenger seat of a married man.

If Jiang Wan Ning sat in Fu Chenlie’s passenger seat, it would prove her intentions are impure, whether it was her arrival or return; of course, if she didn’t sit there, Wen Ran might still believe Fu Chenlie’s claim of "just friends".

Although Fu Chenlie said he’d be back tonight, and she didn’t need to wait for him.

But lying in bed, Wen Ran felt no sleepiness at all.

She waited until one o’clock in the morning, until two, three, four... Huan Island Villa remained quiet, with no sound of wheels or an engine turning off.

Not back by four in the morning, does it really take five hours to pick someone up from the airport and send them home?

Wen Ran knew—

He won’t be coming back tonight.

However, she hadn’t expected, that after getting up the next day and sitting for breakfast in the dining room, Fu Chenlie was still nowhere to be seen.

Aunt Wu noticed her eating distractedly, without the male owner of the villa present, and asked with concern: "Madam, didn’t the sir come back yesterday? Why isn’t he with you for breakfast today?"