My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 413: Can Physiological Reactions Lie?

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Can Physiological Reactions Lie?

Wen Ran turned her head to the side, staring at the scenery outside the car window: "If you don’t like me, is it useful to fight for it?"

The man squeezed her hand lightly and said softly, "First of all, I like you. Secondly, whether or not fighting for it is useful, if you fight for me, I’ll be happy."

She turned back, looking at him both angrily and amusedly: "If I fight for you, you’ll be happy? And then? If your heart is with Ms. Wan Ning, won’t you eventually choose her over me?"

"How do you know I would definitely choose her?"

"I’m just guessing."

The man chuckled lightly: "Up until now, I’ve said it many times, I want you, and I choose you. But you, you keep pushing me towards others, Ranran, as Mrs. Fu, shouldn’t you reflect on yourself? Do you not really like me that much, just wanting to retreat from this marriage before you’re in too deep?"

These words shocked Wen Ran so much that she was momentarily at a loss for words.

Is that what she thought?

No, that’s not it.

She was even willing to have children for Fu Chenlie.

She had thought about fighting for him, finding ways to stay by his side.

But every time she thought about the past between him and Jiang Wan Ning, a past she hadn’t been part of and didn’t understand, she felt anxious and afraid that one day he might leave her.

All the resistance and pushing away were just tests, tests to see how much she really mattered to him.

Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie calmly: "Would you really not divorce me for Jiang Wan Ning?"

He answered without hesitation: "No, trust me this time, will you?"

She nodded solemnly: "Okay."

The man rested his forehead against hers, his lips brushing against her nose in a doting manner as he spoke: "Alright, let’s get off and go home for dinner."

She replied with a soft "Mm," got out of the car, and went home with him.

...

At eleven o’clock at night, Fu Chenlie finished working overtime and got into bed after taking a shower.

Wen Ran was almost asleep when she was groggily pulled into a warm embrace, followed by a series of gentle kisses on her neck, with quickened breaths amplifying in her ear.

She became a bit more awake.

Realizing that Fu Chenlie wanted her again, she softly asked, "Hubby, aren’t... aren’t you tired?"

"I’ve been thinking about you."

"...It’s very late."

A soft laugh sounded in her ear: "What does that matter?"

Wen Ran didn’t say anything more.

Fu Chenlie stopped his lips by her ear, his voice lightly teasing, "You always think I don’t like you, but in our intimate moments, my love for you has never diminished. Could a physical reaction lie?"

Her face turned red at his words, as she was quite shy.

"I’ve only ever done this kind of thing with you."

"I know..."

The unpleasantness of the day completely dissipated during their natural intimacy.

Wen Ran was immersed in the intense touch with her husband, feeling an increasing dependency on him without even realizing it.

Initially, she wanted to maintain a bit of rationality because she feared being disappointed after giving her all.

But later, the thought of holding onto him grew stronger, and the idea of self-preservation faded away.

This evening, when he raised such questions, Wen Ran reflected on herself later. She thought, since she liked him, she shouldn’t worry about this and that, she should devote herself wholly.

She decided to completely trust Fu Chenlie this once.

Hopefully, he won’t let her down.