The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion
Chapter 122: When you knew this man was injured, weren’t you very anxious too?

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: When you knew this man was injured, weren’t you very anxious too?

Han Xi no longer wants to pursue who’s right or wrong. Instead of sinking into a swamp of pain, she’d rather believe that all this is some divine arrangement.

She and Li Chenghao are destined to have fate but not fortune.

Han Siyu’s voice suddenly turns sharp, her dark pupils harboring bone-chilling coldness: "Yes, you’ve married another man already. Why does he still remember you? Even with half a life left, he calls out your name, Han Xi. Why has he only loved you from beginning to end?"

Han Xi suddenly feels a deep sense of helplessness. Clearly, she’s the victim in this affair, betrayed by family and love, yet now she must endure such unfair accusations.

Before Han Xi can speak, Han Siyu’s pale lips curl into a mocking smile: "Weren’t you worried when this man got hurt? Or is it that you still love him?"

Han Xi really can’t stand her unreasonable tantrum anymore, especially with Lu Jinghan beside her; she doesn’t want him to misunderstand her.

"Sis, can you be reasonable? Even if we’re just ordinary friends, facing life and death, I can’t remain indifferent. To me, Li Chenghao is only a friend now, no matter what happened between you two, whether he loves you or not has nothing to do with me."

"But he still loves you. As long as you’re there, he can’t love me. This is all your fault."

Han Siyu’s eyes are filled with crimson jealousy, her sharp voice so cold it sends a chill down one’s spine.

Lu Jinghan holds Han Xi’s hand, looking at Han Siyu with authority and calm: "Four years ago, you drugged Li Chenghao’s drink, designing a trap for him, betraying your own sister, and not even a word of apology until now. How dare you accuse her? Even now, it was you who called my wife to save him, Han Siyu, do you think my wife is easy to bully?"

Han Siyu sits there, unable to find her voice for a long time. She has always known that what happened four years ago was her fault.

But as long as she thinks about Li Chenghao still loving Han Xi, her reason is consumed by jealousy, driving her to hate Han Xi madly.

In the room, silent enough to hear a pin drop, Li Chenghao opens his eyes, the blurry focus slowly gathering, Han Xi’s clean and elegant face crashing into his pupils. Li Chenghao moves his lips weakly, his voice faint and powerless: "Xiao Xi, you came..."

Upon hearing the voice, Han Xi lifts her head, smiling gently at him: "Yes, Jinghan and I came to see if you’ve awakened."

At this moment, Li Chenghao’s eyes see only Han Xi. Having come back from the brink, he now clearly knows what he desires.

No matter if this woman in front of him is married, no matter if she still loves him or not, Li Chenghao is determined to win her back.

"Chenghao, you just woke up and are still weak, don’t talk now and rest well." Han Siyu’s voice is light and soft, not like the previous tension.

Li Chenghao doesn’t speak, not even a glance at her, just quietly watches Han Xi standing not far away.

Beneath Han Siyu’s gaze is all restraint. She really can’t understand how a person can be so heartless, not even willing to spare her a little love.

Han Xi and Lu Jinghan’s hands tighten together, her voice very calm as she speaks: "Since you’ve woken up, I’m relieved. Rest well, I have to go now."