As she spoke, she opened her own and Ye Ye’s robes, their naked bodies intertwining. Over the past week, it was because Ye Ye was injured and weak that Dean had to endure merely holding her while they slept at night… But today, she actually took the initiative to provoke him… How could he let himself and her down?…
“Uh, be gentle…”
“Mmm—”
“Don’t do that… it hurts…”
“Mmm…”
What followed was the intimate moans of a man and a woman entwined… filling the room with an intoxicating scent… This was Ye Ye and Dean’s second night of passion… and the earlier unpleasantness had long since dissipated… In fact, when two people live together, misunderstandings and conflicts are inevitable. Taking a step back, the sky widens…
[From Passion to Incineration: Seventy-Nine, Misha’s Actions]
The afternoon sunlight in the suburbs of Paris filtered through the windows of the ancient castle, spilling into the cold, dense study with its vaulted ceiling and gray walls. A slender, tall figure was hidden among the high-backed sofas… lonely and desolate…
Knock, knock, knock—
“Come in!” The woman’s voice was soft, speaking in French.
“Sister, I’ve found it!” A tall, robust young man entered, holding a stack of A4 papers, his handsome face bearing a warm expression, not quite a smile, not quite a frown…
“Brother, thank you for your hard work.” The woman’s slender fingers took the documents from the man.
“What’s there to thank between siblings?” The man sat down on the sofa opposite the woman, lazily crossing his legs.
In the silence, the woman quickly scanned through the documents. After a moment, she looked up: “Why are there only school records from childhood to university and current study abroad records? Why is there nothing about family?”
The man scratched his head, giving an embarrassed smile: “Uh, for now, I’ve only managed to find this much. It seems Ye Ye’s information in China is encrypted. It’s impossible to access the system in a short time, so I couldn’t find anything.”
“This can only mean there’s a very powerful force behind her, preventing anyone from prying.” The woman narrowed her eyes, pursed her lips, and looked at the last page of the documents again: “An exchange student? Four months, the prince of the Aohua Group, Long Yu is her boyfriend?”
“Yes, according to my sources, they heard Ye Ye arguing with your husband over Long Yu…” the man said.
“Dean would argue with a woman?” The woman raised her eyebrows in confusion and disbelief.
“It seems so. And the last time your husband and she appeared together was at the entrance of the Imperial Hotel in Rome, in front of their subordinates, just two days ago. The girl seemed to have an injured arm. They argued, then your husband left but came back, and then he carried her back… Sister, my sources say your husband fired a maid because of that girl, and that maid took revenge by hitting the girl with a car. Later, the maid was secretly dealt with by your husband! They’ve been living in the villa on the hill. That woman is recovering from her injuries.”
“Dean would do all this for a woman? We’ve been married for almost two years, known each other almost a lifetime, and I never knew he would do such things… hehe…” Misha, Dean’s wife, squinted her eyes, tears of bitterness rolling down her cheeks. Hearing her brother recount her husband’s special affection for another woman, how could she not feel heartache and tears?
“Sister, don’t think too much. Maybe like those past scandals, the novelty will wear off soon, and they’ll part ways.” The man said indifferently: “French noblemen have always shown their noble status by keeping mistresses, haven’t they? Your husband, such a grand duke, so young and handsome, it’s inevitable. Haven’t you already seen through this? Why care now?”
“You don’t understand. Dean never keeps women. The women before were just for fun, a week, half a month, then he’d move on, never giving gifts, only sending money through a subsidiary company. He’s never taken any woman back to the villa. But this Ye Ye has been living in the hilltop villa with Dean! — She’s different! It’s not that simple!” Misha cried.
“How do you know Dean shares a room with her?”
“Look!” Misha turned on the TV, playing the disc she had received, the content being from the first time her grandfather visited the hilltop villa…
“Where did you get this? Who’s the hysterical female voice?” After watching, the man frowned and asked.
“It seems this disc was sent by the maid Dean dealt with.”
“Could it be that your husband truly favors this girl?”
“That’s what I’m most afraid of.”
“Sister, why are you so insecure? You are beautiful, from a good family, gentle, and well-mannered, not inferior to Ye Ye in any way! What are you afraid of? After all, you are Dean’s wife, are you worried he’ll divorce you?”
“You don’t understand. My marriage with Dean was arranged by our families. I was willing, but Dean merely didn’t object… Almost two years have passed, and we still sleep in separate rooms. When needed, he comes to my room… and then leaves… never letting me get pregnant… Boo hoo… Brother, such a marriage is fragile… I’m afraid Dean has really fallen for her this time… Boo hoo… He’s cold and decisive, once he decides, he doesn’t care about the consequences! I’m so scared… But I love him too… since childhood… Boo hoo… Why can’t he care for me a little?”
By the end, Misha was sobbing aloud. The man stood up, sat next to Misha, and hugged her: “Sister, don’t worry, your husband won’t divorce you. Even if he wants to, both families would not allow such a scandal! And I will help you!”
“How can you help me? Boo hoo… Can you control his thoughts?”
“I can’t control his thoughts, but I have a way to make you pregnant with his child!” The man said firmly: “With a child, your position will be more secure, and divorce will become even less likely!”
“What way?”
Misha looked up into her brother’s handsome, extraordinary face.
“Tell me, does he make you take medication or…”
“He always uses protection…”
“Then it’s easy!” The man chuckled softly: “You just need to time it right, use a needle…”
Whispering in Misha’s ear, the man explained softly.
“Can this work?”
