Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 759 - 299. [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] The Beginning of a Dead End (3)_2
The aura emanating from him was the kind that only appeared at the negotiation table.
At home, it had never been seen before.
The butler standing at the door was shocked, hurriedly walked over, "Miss is still injured, you..."
"After being in the Lin Family for so many years, do you not understand what I’m saying?" Lin Zongjun interrupted the butler harshly with a stern face, "Or do you want me to go upstairs myself?"
The butler responded respectfully with his head lowered, "No, no, I’ll go right away."
Saying that, he quickly went up to the second floor towards the study.
...
When the whip landed on her back, Lin Chu couldn’t help but gasp, "...Hiss."
When she was young, every time she made a mistake, her father would always scare her by threatening to use the family punishment on her, but as long as she hugged her father’s neck and coquettishly pleaded, he would laugh and not be angry anymore.
So, she had never seen the Lin Family’s disciplinary method.
All the servants stood in a row by the living room, their heads lowered, trembling at the sound of the whip, yet none dared to step forward to stop it.
Except for the first lash, the servants heard a slight sound of pain from Lin Chu’s mouth, after which she bit her lips tightly and didn’t make a sound.
Her face grew paler, but she stood with her back straight, cold sweat rolling down her forehead like beads.
Father was truly angry, she could almost feel the thin summer clothing being torn by the whip, the pain from direct contact with the skin.
It truly hurt.
It seemed to hurt even more than last night.
The whip in Lin Zongjun’s hand was raised high for the sixth time but was unable to continue, trembling rapidly. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Wiping tears from the corners of his eyes with his large hand, he looked at his daughter’s shocking yet resilient back, his deep voice hoarse and confused, "Lin Chu, do you know you were wrong?"
Though it was his daughter’s body being hit, the pain was felt in the hearts of the parents.
The whip struck her back, yet it also lashed at his heart.
Without turning around, Lin Chu could tell from her father’s voice that he was now in pain a thousand times greater than hers.
Her white clothing was stained with light traces of blood, the right hand hanging by her side clenched tightly in pain, her hair wet with cold sweat sticking to her cheek as if she had just been pulled from the sea.
The teeth biting on her lip slowly loosened, and after a while she found her voice, "I know it was wrong, but Dad... I’m sorry."
Hoarse, low and dark.
Her throat seemed glued together, her voice forcibly cutting through flesh and blood, emerging drenched in blood.
How could Lin Zongjun not understand what the ’sorry’ from his daughter’s mouth entailed, looking at his daughter’s blood-stained back, the pain in his eyes indescribable.
Shaking his head, as if sighing, or lamenting Destiny, "Ah... Xiao Chu..."
In the end, he couldn’t say those words aloud, throwing the whip in his hand to the floor, half-hunched as he walked upstairs.
After hearing the sound of the study door closing, the servants standing by hurriedly approached, scrambling to support the nearly collapsing Lin Chu, "Miss, are you alright?"
The butler pushed aside the concerned crowd, bowed deeply to Lin Chu, "Miss, I’m offended."
With that, he carried the nearly unconscious Lin Chu in big strides upstairs, instructing the stunned servants, "Quickly call the doctor! Xiao Chen, come to the room and help the Miss change clothes."
"Oh, okay!"
The flustered servants began to perform their respective duties.
...
Since Lin Zongjun entered the study, the door had not been opened again.
Because Lin Chu had a fever and needed an IV, as the evening drew near, she still hadn’t awoken, and none of the servants dared to sleep, the room never empty of people, and the doctor had not left.
That night, the light in the study remained on constantly.
Just like when she was ten, Lin Chu had that serious illness, with the fever subsiding in the morning, only to flare up again at night.
For several consecutive days, she stayed in a state of waking and sleeping.
Due to his age and the constant sleepless nights, Lin Zongjun’s body couldn’t hold up, nearly hospitalized.
Fortunately, with a doctor at home, he was fine, only needing sleep.
Under the persuasion of the butler and the servants, Lin Zongjun finally returned to his room to rest.
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Lin Chu didn’t know how long she had slept, but sleeping on her stomach was extremely uncomfortable, and her left hand couldn’t move freely.
The room was always bright, every time she opened her eyes, she couldn’t distinguish between the light of a lamp and the sunlight.
In a daze, she felt someone moving quietly on her back, cool ointment being applied, easing the faint pain considerably.
