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Ye Zhengchen held my hand. “Sweetheart, break up with him.”
Break up? Easier said than done.
Yin Zhongtian’s political career is now over. For him, determined to make a name for himself, this is a fatal blow. During the most difficult three years of my life, he had been by my side. Now, if I turn around and follow another man, am I even human?!
I pried open Ye Zhengchen’s fingers and walked past him, dry leaves crumbling beneath my feet.
“Zhongtian has nothing left. I can’t leave him.”
He grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of him. “You can’t let me go.”
True to his psychology background, he had seen through my inner thoughts completely. Or perhaps everything was designed by him – his relentless emotional pursuit, my unavoidable compromise.
A man like this, with such a domineering yet gentle demeanor, the refined Yin Zhongtian was no match for him.
I raised my head and coldly replied, “After Zhongtian comes out, I don’t want to see you again.”
“What do you mean?” He was angry. “Use me and then kick me aside?
“If I’m not mistaken, we were a transaction from the beginning.”
“You!” His grip tightened, causing pain in my arm that masked other pain.
“If Staff Officer Ye feels he’s at a loss, I can sleep with you one more time.”
He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. “I never want you for a ‘last time’ – not three years ago, and certainly not three years from now.”
“But I treat every time as a ‘last time’. Including the first time!”
His face changed color, and fear made me shrink.
His grip was like an iron clamp, almost crushing my bones. From his expression, he might dispose of me in this remote wilderness.
As I considered begging for mercy, his lips descended like wildfire. It was less a kiss and more a bite, savage and brutal.
My vision went black; tears fell. I could no longer deceive myself. I loved him, both past and present – love and hate always occupied my heart.
After venting his anger, he pinched my chin, lifting my face. “Remember, whether it’s the last time is decided by me!”
