Falling For The Contract Bride

Chapter 295

Chapter 295 Do You Love Me

“Stop coming closer.” Mu Zhi hurriedly shoved Lu Jinye away and glared at him fiercely. “Do you hate me?” Lu Jinye asked with his brows slightly arched.

“If you won’t leave right now, I will.” Mu Zhi did not want to spare another second talking to Lu Jinye. Lu Jinye seemed to have cast an enchantment on her.

It was clear to her that she knew nothing about Lu Jinye, just like Jon Snow, and her rational mind had put in every effort to tell her to resist him. But her wall of protection would always collapse whenever she faced Lu Jinye.

Thus, she could only chase Lu Jinye away from the room. Lu Jinye was not bothered by Mu Zhi’s remark. He found a seat insouciantly, opened a bottle of wine, and poured himself a glass.

“I think we need a drink. Alcohol helps to soothe communication.”

Lu Jinye continuously challenged Mu Zhi’s limits. He sensed that Mu Zhi was nervous and was trying to hide something.

The more nervous she became, the happier Lu Jinye was.

It was a testimony of a void between Mu Zhi and her current husband.

And the void was a terrifying abyss in Mu Zhi’s eyes.

Mu Zhi could not bear to spend another second in the same room alone with Lu Jinye.

Just as Lu Jinye raised the glass in the air, beckoning to offer it to Mu Zhi, she turned around decisively and walked out of the door, disappearing into the blackness of the corridor.

Lu Jinye gulped every drop of the wine. He stared at her as she vanished from his line of sight. The bitterness in his heart was comparable to the taste of alcohol, while the burning sensation in his throat was analogous to his blazing fury.

Mu Zhi went to the lobby. She was glad that there were emergency lights over there, and she did not have to stay in the petrifying dark alone.

It was clear to her that she was not petrified of the dark, but Lu Jinye.

Mu Zhi felt an excruciating headache. She sat on the couch to get some rest, gently massaging her temples in an attempt to alleviate the pain. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

One of the female attendants noticed that Mu Zhi was in discomfort. She brought a glass of warm water and a hot towel for her.

“Miss, is there anything else I can do for you?”

Mu Zhi received the hot towel and placed it over her forehead. The warmth managed to alleviate her headache for a little. She smiled at the attendant, saying, “Nothing else, don’t let me keep you from your tasks.”

“Sure, let me know if you need anything.” The attendant left upon finishing her words.

“Thank you.”

Mu Zhi heaved a sorrowful sigh after the attendant had left.

There was nothing she needed that the attendant could give because what she needed was Xie Xiu.

Mu Zhi left the lobby for a space before dialing Xie Xiu’s number.

She needed courage from him.

When the call was answered, Mu Zhi could hear that Xie Xiu was busy with work. “Actually, there’s no big deal…” She said sensibly.

“Nah, just tell me. I’m listening.”

Xie Xiu answered as he noticed the tenseness in Mu Zhi’s voice despite her attempts to cover it up.

Mu Zhi hesitated briefly and asked, “Then, let me ask you something, do you love me?”

Her fingers were trembling nervously.

The Mu Zhi right now was helpless and despaired.

Without memories of her past, she felt like she was on a stranded island!

“I love you, Ann.”

Xie Xiu’s tone was gentle and full of tolerance. He managed to calm Mu Zhi down a little.

Mu Zhi then asked Xie Xiu softly, “What is love?”

A flurry of paper rustling came from the phone, followed by deafening silence. She could tell that Xie Xiu was putting away his work documents.

Then, Xie Xiu’s voice broke the silence. “The love I have for you is everlasting. I will never forget the moments we shared growing up. I remember when you were eight, you weren’t allowed any sweets because your teeth were shedding. You wanted ice-cream badly at the time, I could see it in your eyes. So I told the chauffeur to bring us to the other end of the city, drew him away, and brought you for some ice-cream. You ate so much that day. But instead of getting teeth issues, you had stomach-ache instead.”

Mu Zhi burst into a fit of laughter, “Really?”

“Yeah, you weren’t angry at me the next day. You even told me to bring you for more next time.”

“Was I such a gourmand?”

Xie Xiu continued, “Yeah, you were. I remember when you were fifteen. You told me that you wanted a flower because your classmate received one from the guy next class. I told you that there’s nothing special about a flower, but you got mad. You gave me the cold shoulders. But you were put in the limelight the next day. Your classroom was flooded with roses. It was everywhere, on the floor, the chairs, the desks… And the words on the blackboard wrote – To: Ann.”

“There was another time when you told me that you were sick. I was so worried for you that I brought you straight to the hospital in the middle of the night. We did multiple check-ups but could not find any issue with you. You insisted that you were in great pain. I was scared witless, I almost wet my pants, not knowing what to do. We went to several different hospitals, but no avail. You can’t sleep because of the pain, so I stayed by your side to read you bedtime stories. I only became relieved when you’d fallen asleep. But in the end, you said that you faked it. You just wanted to see how I looked like when I was perturbed.”

“During your twenty-third birthday, I asked you what you wanted as a gift. You said nothing, all you wanted was for us to be together. Thus, we ended up bracing through all hardships to get the certificate. We will never leave each other. Nobody can separate us…”

Besides creating a different identity for Mu Zhi, Xie Xiu hired several scriptwriters from Hollywood to fabricate their past relationship. They went through it vigorously, removing all the bugs in the stories to make it seamless.

He memorized every word of the script and branded it to his heart. Eventually, it felt like reality to him.

Thus, when he described the stories, the line between the script and reality became blurry to him.

Mu Zhi clutched her phone, listening to Xie Xiu nonchalantly recollect the stories of their past. Nothing rang a bell for her, but coming from his mouth, it sounded like the truth.

Warmth gradually took over Mu Zhi’s heart. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

Who the heck is this Lu Jinye guy? Get the hell out.

“Sigh,” Mu Zhi heaved another lamenting sigh and said, “how awesome would it be if I could remember everything?”

“Where are you now? Are you home? Why aren’t you video-calling me?” Xie Xiu sensed that something was wrong in Mu Zhi’s tone…

Mu Zhi sighed, “I’m on an island. The plane ran into strong turbulence and was forced to land here. There was a blackout on the island. Everywhere is dark over here.”

Mu Zhi did not say a word about Lu Jinye.

“Let me locate you and send someone to get you at once.”

Xie Xiu said casually, just like how he was recollecting their childhood stories. She was confident that he would keep his words.

Mu Zhi did not refuse his offer. She was eager to leave.

Over two hours later.

A helicopter suddenly landed on the island. Upon liaising with the airline staff, Mu Zhi hopped into the helicopter and left with Xie Xiu’s men.

The following morning when the turbulence had dispersed, the remaining passengers resumed their flight.

Lu Jinye had just boarded the plane and found his seat when he heard murmuring coming from the back.