Both women were flabbergasted, frozen in place, with deathly silence filling the room.

Not only was Bai Sijia stunned, but so was Ye Lu, completely confused and uncertain of what he meant by his words.

She was still sitting on his lap, tilting her head, dumbfoundedly asking, "But how can you marry me if you haven’t dissolved your engagement with her?"

Third Young Master Jun smiled seductively, gently touching her slightly pale and bewildered face. Seeing her foolish expression, he sighed, his voice soft as a whisper.

"When did I ever say that I was going to marry you?"

Those gentle words struck Ye Lu like a bolt of lightning. She trembled, her eyes widening, filled with an immense disbelief.

"You never said that? Really, never? But..." She was frantic, her lips pale, desperately trying to recall any promise he had made to her these past few days.

But no matter how anxious she was, she couldn’t remember anything.

Panic was threatening to turn into tears. My god, why couldn’t she remember at such a critical moment? Had he really not said it? But how could that be possible? She had always believed that he would marry her.

"But you’ve been so gentle with me these days, caring and doting on me, taking care of me so meticulously. It was like a tender husband treating his beloved wife, wasn’t it?"

She was like a panicking child, grasping at straws, her eyes full of expectation as she looked at him.

If he didn’t love her, if he didn’t plan to be with her, why would he treat her so well, be so tender to her? 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

He must love her, it had to be so, she couldn’t have misunderstood him.

"Silly girl, don’t you know what it means to put on a show?" Third Young Master Jun looked at her pityingly.

Ye Lu trembled, the loving nickname "silly girl" that he had called her so often these days.

Each time he called her that before, it made her feel blessed, because such a tender nickname filled her with a sense of love. But just this once, it sent a chill down her spine that she had never felt before.

"Put on a show? But... But you... you did that with me." Her overwhelmed tears streamed down uncontrollably, her voice broken and trembling, "If you don’t love me, why would you do that to me?"

She looked at him foolishly, tears blurring her vision, unable to make out his face anymore.

"That’s why I said, you really are naive."

Third Young Master Jun reached out, his cold fingers slowly wiping away the tears on her face.

"Does doing that with you represent love? Young boy and girl, putting on a show, a night of ephemeral passion, consenting adults. Seeing as you were so eager, throwing yourself at me, why should I refuse a beauty’s favor?"

Ye Lu was devastated, her face completely pale, the last ounce of hope in her eyes shattered.

This moment felt like a fall from heaven to hell, her body was freezing cold, without a hint of warmth, even her heart felt frozen stiff.

"Yes... I forgot... It was me who... who offered myself..."

She slid off Third Young Master Jun’s lap, retreating in a daze, her trembling legs unable to support her, and she fell to her knees by the sofa.

She leaned against the sofa weakly, tears streaming down her face. Looking around, she couldn’t even find the door to leave. Her sorrow was at its peak.

What is heart-wrenching pain? It’s when every word is like a thousand sharp knives piercing your heart.