Chapter 971: Taking Medicine (6)

Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

Cheng Weiwan dawdled for a long time in the bathroom before pulling the door open and walking out.

Han Zhifan, who was tasting wine in the living room, had walked into the master bedroom. He was standing in front of the tall windows near the balcony, smoking.

He didn't look back, but judging by the sound of movement from the bedroom, he could tell that she had come out. "Come here," he said in a flat voice.

Cheng Weiwan stood at the bathroom door for a while before taking little steps over to him.

He must've been waiting impatiently. After he sensed her breathing, he put out the cigarette between his fingers, turned around and reached out to grab her wrist. He dragged her to the tall windows then pressed his body up against hers, lowered his head and covered her lips.

Cheng Weiwan was far too familiar with this picture.

The final time she appeared outside his apartment building, he brought a woman back home with him. She wasn't sure how she felt at the time, and she knew she had no right to be upset, yet she was so heartbroken that night she couldn't breathe.

She knew what bringing a woman home to spend the night meant. She crouched outside the apartment, unwilling to leave but wanting to give up. Later, she saw with her own eyes how he pushed the woman up against the tall windows. The picture of them kissing intensely was identical to the way he kissed her. At the time, she was so heartbroken that she felt a faint pain in her pregnant belly, so she forced herself to leave.

She thought he did it on purpose.

He did everything he did to her with the other woman.

His goal was to let her know that she was no different from the random women he brought back home.

They no longer had anything to do with each other, nor would they in the future. It really was fine for him to treat her with this kind of mentality... But as Han Zhifan kissed her deeper and he tore more of her clothes off, the thought of him having sex with other women came to mind.

Did he treat the woman he brought back that night just like this?

Did he also kiss her with this kind of force? Was he also this rough tearing her clothes off?

Two years had passed and Cheng Weiwan thought she wouldn't care too much. However, when those images appeared more clearly in her mind, she still couldn't take it.

She truly wanted to endure it with gritted teeth. If she endured this, she could be with Hanhan, but she overestimated her endurance. She simply couldn't pretend she wasn't imagining him doing the things he did to the woman he brought back to this room.

Her body trembled like crazy as she forced herself to control her emotions. When he was about to enter her body, she lost it and started to murmur and her limbs started to fight back. "Let go of me! I don't want to do it anymore. I don't want to anymore. Let go of me..."

He ignored what she said and continued to torment her.

All she could do was think about running away from this torture. She was afraid that if she moved too late, she would break down here. She knew she couldn't struggle out of his grip, so she helplessly opened her mouth and violently bit his shoulder.

She bit particularly hard, causing his body to freeze with a piercing pain. In the next second, he pulled his arm away reflexively, raised his hand, and slapped her face.