The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 197 You Don’t Believe

Chapter 197: Chapter 197 You Don’t Believe

Mu Yiliang never expected that one day the story of "the boy who cried wolf" would happen to her.

"I’m sorry..." she whispered, and after saying these three words, it seemed to have drained all her strength.

Yan Sijue was silent for a moment but then suddenly laughed.

He had anticipated this outcome, but for a fleeting moment, he deceived himself into believing that this time she might really be doing it for him.

He let go of her, his voice indifferent: "Are you so eager to plead for him?"

Mu Yiliang felt a sting in her heart and shook her head again: "I didn’t intend to plead for him, I just hope he doesn’t die because of me."

"So, you’re still doing it for him, aren’t you?" Yan Sijue’s voice sounded calm, but a hint of madness gradually emerged in his eyes, "Then you’re going to be disappointed, because I’m definitely going to make sure he dies at my hands!"

Mu Yiliang trembled slightly, an overwhelming sense of powerlessness filling her chest.

She moved her lips and finally said, "Sorry, just pretend you didn’t hear what I just said."

"Which sentence?" He sneered, "The sentence where you said you regret it?"

Mu Yiliang closed her eyes, her voice extremely hoarse: "Since you don’t believe me, then just forget it... you don’t need to force yourself."

The problems between them were already too many, and even if he was willing to accept her, how would that help? Forcing themselves to stay together would be torment for both of them.

Her explanations, her defenses, he didn’t believe a word, so it didn’t matter how nice she made it sound.

Moreover, Ye Moran was still an issue standing between them. If she stayed, whether or not she pleaded for him, Yan Sijue was even less likely to spare Ye Moran.

His eyes were deep and dark as ink, as if restraining some emotion, and suddenly he grabbed her wrist fiercely: "Is this your sincerity? If so, why don’t you try to make me believe you?"

Mu Yiliang took a deep breath and looked up at him: "But, I hope you won’t deal harshly with Ye Moran because of me. If you really condemn him to death, I can’t be free of misgivings... However, this is separate from my willingness to be with you, do you believe me? Ye Moran means nothing to me anymore, do you believe me?"

By the end, her voice was almost shrill.

Yan Sijue’s palm felt even hotter, his gaze so deep it frightened her.

Mu Yiliang smiled bitterly: "You don’t believe it."

Yan Sijue chuckled softly: "No matter what, this is the first time you’ve told me yourself that you want to be with me. I really want to believe you, I really do. If it were before you took my files to California, I would have been overjoyed."

Her eyes burned, and her heart grew increasingly distressed.

Reaching this point, she had no one to blame but herself.

"I’m sorry..." she forced a bitter smile, "Take care of Xiaoze, don’t let him spend too long on the computer. He’s not a picky eater, but he hates rice, don’t force him, but try to have him eat a bit at each meal. And..."

"No need to remind me, I’ll definitely do a better job than you." Yan Sijue interrupted her indifferently.

Mu Yiliang paused and nodded gently: "Okay, I won’t say anymore. In the future, can I come to see him?"

He glanced at her, his eyes extremely restrained: "If you give up fighting me for custody, then you can see him once a month."

Mu Yiliang trembled violently, a hint of anger appearing in her eyes.