Chapter 86.1 – Extra: Wife-Chasing Crematorium (Part 11)

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　　Jiang Dai burst out of the bathroom, collapsing onto the sofa with ragged and labored breath. The memory of how she managed to escape was a blur, lost in the haze of adrenaline.

　　After catching her breath for what felt like an eternity, the fiery flush on her cheeks and the lingering warmth in her body gradually subsided. Only then did she belatedly cast her gaze downward, her eyes widening in realization. Her bathrobe clung damply to her form, its front now completely translucent……

　　Jiang Dai swiftly rose to her feet and sought refuge in the dressing room, where she hastily discarded her attire and donned a more secure set of loungewear.

　　By the time she was done, the freshly showered man emerged from the bathroom.

　　Jiang Dai shot him a withering glance, her irritation palpable as she remained silent.

　　The audacity of this man’s intentions was simply outrageous!

　　How did it even come to this? She was merely considering reevaluating their relationship, yet he actually wanted to……

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　　“…………” With that, Jiang Dai decided to ignore him.

　　Huo Rongshen reiterated, “If you won’t change my dressing, I don’t want them changed anymore. So, let’s just leave it at that.”

　　“…………” At that moment, the utterly bewildered Jiang Dai could not fathom the words she was hearing. Anger flashed across her eyes as she fixed a gaze upon him and retorted, “Why are you acting like a child? Does it really matter who changes your dressing?”

　　Upon hearing that, the aggrieved Huo Rongshen maintained a logical tone as he conveyed his emotions. “I moved here with hopes that you’d be the one caring for me. Yet, you chose to delegate that responsibility to the servants. So, what’s the point of me going through all this trouble if my heart feels stifled? The physical pain I experience is insignificant compared to the emotional distress I feel.”

　　Jiang Dai was seething with rage, but she could not bear to leave him be.

　　It was not out of genuine anger that she was reluctant to help change his dressing, but rather, it was due to a sense of caution as she harbored reservations about his intentions. Even in the bathroom…… she could not shake the worry that he might make unwarranted advances during the process.

　　With a serious expression, Jiang Dai thought of a compromise before dragging him out of the room and down the stairs.

　　On the contrary, Huo Rongshen found himself increasingly perplexed by Jiang Dai’s intentions.

　　Shortly after, Jiang Dai turned to a passing servant and instructed, “Please bring me the medicine box.”

　　Without delay, she firmly pushed Huo Rongshen onto the plush sofa. The grandeur of the lounge on the ground floor was accentuated by dazzling ceiling lights, casting a brilliant glow that transformed the space into a well-lit space. Even at this late hour, the radiant illumination and lively commotion within the lounge seamlessly blurred the boundaries between night and day.

　　Even though he could discern her thoughts, it did not bother him much. After all, He took solace in the realization that Jiang Dai was willing to assist him with changing his dressing.

　　Jiang Dai’s dexterity was evident as she adeptly executed the tasks of cleaning, disinfecting, applying medication, and changing the gauze bandage in a mere fifteen minutes. With careful preparations and an understanding of the importance of using gentle yet efficient movements, she managed to minimize any potential discomfort during the entire process.

　　Despite her diligent efforts to swiftly complete the task, the unhealed wound made it inevitable that the application of the new medication would induce some discomfort. The body would require time to acclimate.

　　Huo Rongshen maintained his silence, yet his demeanor appeared more compliant than in the past.

　　Nevertheless, Jiang Dai continued to observe him closely. His complexion grew noticeably paler, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his back, even in the well-air-conditioned lounge. The visible signs of distress suggested that he was experiencing significant discomfort.

　　Concerned, Jiang Dai handed him a painkiller alongside a cup of warm water. “Take this, and you’ll have a better sleep tonight. This medicine doesn’t really have any side effects, so there’s no need to endure unnecessary pain.”

　　Only after Huo Rongshen obediently took the medicine did a subtle smile grace his lips. With a tender touch, he reached out and patted her head. “There’s no need to fret. I was just joking, so it doesn’t hurt at all.”

　　Jiang Dai’s gaze wavered with unspoken words as she gazed at him.

　　Deep down, women were creatures inherently prone to being tender-hearted, especially in the presence of a man with whom she shared a deep connection. This inclination became even more pronounced when that man incurred injuries while protecting her.

　　Despite his seemingly pitiful demeanor when seeking sympathy, Jiang Dai’s limited relationship experience and immature approach to emotions did not hinder her ability to recognize and understand the essence of love.

　　Love was an inherently intrinsic and pure emotion.

　　In this vast world, only a handful of individuals genuinely loved her and demonstrated an unwavering commitment to weathering life’s challenges and providing a steadfast shield against the storms she may face.

　　In this journey through life, one might be surrounded by numerous acquaintances, and a thriving businessman might boast connections spanning the globe.

　　Yet, those who genuinely understood the profound meaning of the word “love” were scarce, akin to finding a rarity among ordinary folk.

　　It could be attributed to her evolving maturity or perhaps the result of Huo Rongshen’s dedicated cultivation of emotional intelligence, enabling him to articulate his feelings progressively.

　　Over time, Jiang Dai had begun to unravel the perplexities that once shrouded her understanding of this relationship.

　　Back then, Jiang Dai’s heartache and frustration were amplified by the constant feeling that she was the only one actively investing in this relationship since Huo Rongshen would only follow her lead and keep his involvement to a minimum.

　　After all, someone of his nature might struggle to grasp what love truly was. As he progressed through life’s stages, he would merely require someone to fulfill the role of his partner and, eventually, his wife.

　　Should she not be the one, he might settle for any woman who also treated him well and catered to his needs.

　　In the end, it all amounted to the same thing.

　　With the passage of time, Jiang Dai had grown more attuned to her own preconceptions.

　　In the past, Huo Rongshen did have his fair share of shortcomings as a partner, yet it would be unfair to conclude that he lacks an understanding of love. Love, after all, was an innate instinct that accompanied each person from birth.

　　Despite his stoic demeanor, Jiang Dai still occupied a special and irreplaceable place in Huo Rongshen’s life.

　　When Huo Rongshen sought sympathy earlier, Jiang Dai did not find herself particularly inclined to sympathize with him.

　　On the contrary, it was the moment when his complexion paled, beads of cold sweat trickling down his body as he attempted to console her, that Jiang Dai experienced a sharp ache on the left side of her chest.

　　Promptly, she grabbed two tissue papers and gently wiped the perspiration from his forehead and back.

　　With that, she helplessly unveiled his facade. “You’re drenched in cold sweat, so why are you still pretending that it doesn’t hurt? There’s nothing to be ashamed of since it’s normal to feel pain. If it were me, I’d probably be screaming while my wounds are being tended.”

　　After saying so, Jiang Dai wiped the sweat from his body. 

　　Jiang Dai wiped the sweat from his body, and in the following moment, he enveloped her in his arms. Much to his surprise, she made no effort to resist and surrendered to his embrace.

　　Huo Rongshen’s voice remained calm as he confessed honestly, “I’m torn. I want to take advantage of your pity when I’m wounded and hope to soften your heart. But, it’d be unbearable for me if you truly pity me. I can’t stand seeing you saddened by me, not for even a fleeting second.”