The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 190: Owed Such a Huge Favor

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Owed Such a Huge Favor

Mu Yiliang immediately became nervous!

Xiaoze’s eyes shifted, and he said disloyally, "Mommy, I’m going up first!" With that, he dashed upstairs before Mu Yiliang could react.

Then, Housekeeper Li also used tidying up as an excuse to hide in the kitchen, leaving her alone.

She couldn’t avoid it, and just like that, without any warning, she ran into Yan Sijue.

He quietly walked in, glanced at her, with almost no expression on his face. His eyes were dark and bottomless, inexplicably making her feel uneasy.

Mu Yiliang lowered her eyes slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Have you... eaten?"

Yan Sijue didn’t answer. He walked directly to her, reached out, and lifted her chin, forcing her to look up into his eyes.

Mu Yiliang’s breathing became rapid.

She suddenly realized that at this moment, in front of him, she no longer had the former confidence.

Indeed, after owing him such a big favor and having Xiaoze as her weakness held by him, there was no way she could appear strong in front of him anymore.

Yan Sijue silently examined her.

It had only been a few days since they last met, but to him, it felt like an eternity.

The woman in front of him seemed paler, with dark circles under her eyes, showing weariness and fatigue, still, she seemed a bit flustered.

What was she flustered about?

Yan Sijue didn’t know, he only knew how much he hated at this very moment! It was as if there was a black hole in his heart, swallowing all his rationality step by step!

Mu Yiliang’s heart was pounding from his gaze.

Her eyelashes quivered slightly as she tried to evade his fiery gaze and softly spoke, "Thank you..."

Yan Sijue suddenly let out a low laugh.

"Before you say thank you, shouldn’t you say something else?"

His voice was calm, yet Mu Yiliang heard a suppressed emotion within it!

She didn’t dare to claim she knew this man well, but at least she understood that the calmer he seemed, the angrier he was.

Mu Yiliang moved her lips, and after a long time, she finally uttered three words, "I’m sorry..."

"I can’t bear it." Yan Sijue gave a self-deprecating laugh, his fingers applying pressure bit by bit, his voice icy, "Mu Yiliang, it should be me who says sorry."

Her heart sank, and she suddenly looked at him, only to see a chilling coldness in his eyes.

For some reason, her heart unexpectedly felt an extreme discomfort.

"Mu Yiliang, in your heart, what am I exactly?" He gave a cold sneer, "Do you feel a sense of accomplishment seeing me fooled by you?"

"No, I just..." She instinctively tried to explain, but the words she hadn’t said were blocked by his cold laugh.

"You just don’t want to have anything to do with me." He finished her sentence, his voice filled with pain, "You’ve made it clear with your actions so many times, it’s me who kept pestering you, refusing to let go. You must be very troubled, right? I’m truly sorry."

Her throat choked, wanting to retort, but she found herself speechless.

"I never understood before why you resisted me so much." He gave a self-mocking laugh, "I came up with many reasons for myself, like you hating the Yan Family’s atmosphere, or me giving you too much pressure, or me forcing you too hard... But now I understand, the root cause is simply that you don’t love me. If you loved me, what would these reasons mean?"