Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love-Chapter 197 - 196: This time, she won’t forgive him easily

Chapter 197 -196: This time, she won’t forgive him easily

Gu Siting’s dark pupils shrank sharply, seemingly not expecting the woman to strike him directly in the face with a slap.

A terrifying layer of cold frost instantly spilled out from between his handsome brows and eyes, with his well-defined features looking so gloomy that they seemed to drip with moisture.

The dangerous and dark factors he had always restrained suddenly surged up, the uncontrollable emotions in his chest spewing out like lava.

He knelt on one knee on the bed, his bloodshot eyes looking as if they wanted to devour her, his voice piercingly cold, “That man will be able to take you away soon, you don’t need me anymore, not even willing to pretend?”

Ming Yao’s delicate brows knitted tightly, “Gu Siting, which ear of yours heard me say I was leaving?”

“Then why are you resisting so much now, weren’t you passionate last night?”

That was because she hadn’t taken her medicine tonight, okay?

“I’m a bit tired tonight, if you want, let me rest for one night…”

A low, cold laugh came from Gu Siting’s throat, he wasn’t unfeeling, tonight’s her was completely different from the previous nights.

His approach, his kisses, all were repelled and resisted by her.

Wasn’t it all because of what her junior brother had said to her in the morning?

“What if, I want you now?” he narrowed his eyes that held no warmth, hooking his lips in a smirk that was not quite a smile, “Will you give it or not?”

Actually, he didn’t really want, he just wanted to see her attitude.

Ming Yao couldn’t possibly be intimate with him without taking her medicine, she frowned slightly, “Not tonight…”

The man’s eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, “Are you keeping yourself pure for him?”

Ming Yao was both agitated and annoyed, “I’m not, Gu Siting, you’re drunk, don’t be unreasonable!”

“Fine, then tell me, did you ever love your Senior Brother?”

Ming Yao pursed her lips tightly, not speaking.

The man saw her silence, and his eyes gradually grew colder.

He had drunk quite a bit tonight, but the more he wanted to be drunk, the more sober he became.

A person’s emotions, under the influence of alcohol, could be magnified endlessly.

Thinking of the text message sent by that man, maybe she would leave with him in two months, the last vestiges of rationality in his chest completely vanished.

“Ming Yao, you can only ever be mine!”

Ming Yao looked back at him, her voice clear and cold, “You’re wrong, I don’t belong to anyone, I am just myself!”

Her words completely infuriated him.

His large hand came down on her slender neck, “Say that you won’t leave me!”

The more he did this, the less she said.

His eyes turned a raging red.

As if to prove that she could only be his, the strength in his hand on her neck grew.

Ming Yao’s breathing was instantly constricted; she widened her eyes in disbelief at the man in front of her.

She didn’t expect him to be so terrifying when he lost control.

His pathological possessiveness was chilling to the bone.

Even though she was skilled, against a man who had lost his rationality, she was no match for him.

As her breathing was restricted, she was about to run out of air.

She had never felt so powerless before!

At first, she struggled violently but perhaps due to numbness, she just stared at the ceiling, her pretty and indifferent face, pale and detached.

The sweetness of the previous nights seemed to vanish with his madness at this very moment!

He probably didn’t know; when Jing Hang told her that Senior Brother was close to developing a cure for her insomnia, her heart wasn’t filled with joy.

On the contrary, she was reluctant to leave this place.

Now, however, looking at the devil-like man in front of her, she didn’t know where to go—

She didn’t want to return to Tang Sect.

And the man in front of her had made her heart turn cold.

As dawn broke, Gu Siting opened his eyes amid a series of soft whimpers.

After a night’s sleep, the effects of the alcohol had dissipated from his mind.

Seeing that the source of the whimpers was the woman beside him, he was frozen in shock.

The woman’s face was pale, her long eyelashes still wet with two lines of unshed tears.

He didn’t know what she had dreamed about, but she continued to sob heartbreakingly.

Gu Siting felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He remembered that after seeing a message on her phone last night, he had completely lost control, almost strangling her to death, and then—

Had the devil hidden deep within him resurfaced?

Gu Siting’s lips pressed into a pale arc, and as he raised his slender fingers to wipe away the tears from Ming Yao’s eyes, she suddenly opened hers.

Her usually captivating eyes were now veiled with a layer of crimson.

She looked at him with a clear, cold indifference.

As if she were looking at a stranger, detached and aloof.

Their gazes met, and Gu Siting’s pupils contracted sharply.

His chest felt as if it were choking on a huge wad of cotton, suffocating him.

“About last night…” he began, but was interrupted by her cold voice, “I don’t want to see you!”

The crying was also because those incidents from last night had turned into nightmarish memories.

Gu Siting’s lips tightened, and his harsh facial contours tensed; he wanted to say something but his throat felt dry, and he couldn’t utter a word.

He got out of bed, hastily dressed, and left.

Sitting in the car, he closed his bloodshot, narrow eyes.

It had been a long time since he’d lost control like that.

He had thought he was almost cured of his illness!

He drove to see his psychologist, Elder Pei, in his office.

After talking to Gu Siting, Elder Pei frowned and said, “That thing from your childhood still casts a huge psychological shadow over you. As long as someone you care about deceives or betrays you, you will still get sick!”

This was also why Gu Siting had for a long time wrapped himself in a cold exterior, never letting himself care about anyone too deeply.

He didn’t dare to care for someone because once he did, his pathological possessiveness could end up hurting the person he cared about!

No normal person could put up with someone who had once been psychologically twisted!

“It seems we need to change the therapeutic approach. One of my students went abroad and learned a unique form of psychological therapy. When she returns, I’ll have her become your primary doctor,” Elder Pei said.

Gu Siting pressed his pronounced knuckles to his temples, “For now, just prescribe me some medication to control my emotions.”

After leaving Elder Pei’s clinic, Gu Siting made a stop at the pharmacy.

He drove to Imperial Garden, stopped at the entrance of the villa without going in, and handed the medicine he bought to Aunt Zhong, “Take this to the wife.”

Aunt Zhong took the medicine to the bedroom.

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Seeing Ming Yao lying on the bed, her tender neck covered in bruises, she took a sharp breath.

“Wife, did Fourth Master really do this to you?” Aunt Zhong said, both angry and distressed, “Did he have an episode?”

Ming Yao remained silent.

Aunt Zhong sat by the bed, applying the ointment to Ming Yao while speaking, “Fourth Master once suffered from paranoid personality disorder. He would have episodes when stimulated, but it’s been years since his last one. I thought he had recovered.”

Ming Yao slightly furrowed her delicate brows and looked up at Aunt Zhong.

That bastard once had a paranoid personality disorder?

She was well aware of such symptoms: hypersensitive, suspicious, prone to anger and rage, possessing extremely strong ownership desires, and sometimes violent, with uncontrollable emotions.

It was a psychological illness!

“Aunt Zhong, even if he is sick, I won’t easily forgive him!”

Aunt Zhong nodded, “Yes, don’t forgive him. I’ll hate and curse him with you, wife. Tonight, let’s not cook for him, not wash his clothes; let him sleep in the servant room!”

Ming Yao remained silent, burying her face in the pillow, her expression colder and more indifferent than ever.