My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1093: No More Running Away

Her pale, trembling fingers caressed the screen, choking with emotion, "You’re thoroughly insane, and I’m the real fool, a complete fool!"

With a heavy heart, she closed her eyes, her hand sliding powerlessly from the screen. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"I humiliated you, hurt you, why do you still love me?"

She thought she was the person who had been hurt the most, stubbornly refusing to walk out of the past’s shadow, hating the man who had so cruelly hurt her seven years ago.

She had never seen him clearly, nor had she seen herself.

Only now did she realize that she was harboring hatred, becoming another version of him from seven years ago, wantonly squandering her own resentment. But he had truly awakened, admitted his mistakes, taken responsibility, and step by step, worked to change, to heal her pain!

Ye Lu stood up, lost and despairing, her small face as pale as paper.

Yet the tears in her eyes dried up, replaced by a resolute and determined expression. Her shortcoming compared to Third Young Master Jun lay in the fact that Third Young Master Jun knew he had sinned, did not evade, and tried with all his might to make amends, whereas she, drowning in her own hatred, knew she loved him but always ran away, unwilling to face reality!

She walked into the bathroom, washed away the tear-streaked face, and looked up at the pale, slender reflection in the mirror.

"This time, I will not run away!"

A resolute light blazed in her eyes, and then she turned and stepped out of the room.

...

Feiyu was making urgent arrangements, so that once Third Young Master Jun returned, Yan Su could immediately tend to his injuries.

Shot, and in a bad state according to Lie Feng, he had forced himself to return to stop Ye Lu from leaving.

His heart was torn between anger and helplessness, now anxiously waiting, hoping that during the several hours of the journey, Third Young Master would be safe, without an outbreak.

Yan Su glared, "Stop pacing like an ant on a hot pan."

"How can I not be anxious? Third Young Master’s injuries are so severe," Feiyu glared back.

"Let’s make a satellite call to understand his condition better, so I can start treatment quickly once he lands." Yan Su suggested, his heart also in a rush; he should have been with Third Young Master Jun on the trip to the Golden Triangle as the team’s accompanying doctor.

But Third Young Master Jun had said that with the domestic situation also rife with danger and Ye Lu pregnant, he should stay in case something happened, to be able to save Ye Lu.

One had to say, this man truly considered every step for Ye Lu, everything but himself.

The professor had begged him not to get hurt again and exacerbate his condition, but this man, you tell him not to do something, and he does just that, getting injured all over, infuriating you to no end.

But Third Young Master Jun said that compared to his life, there were many more important people and things to protect.

What could anyone else say, but to admire that determination and love!

And pray that heaven would grant a little more time, so the teacher could develop a cure. Such a strong and deeply loving man was rare in the world; it would be very regrettable if he died, wouldn’t it?

Besides, many who loved him would be heartbroken.

Feiyu immediately made the satellite call, but after a long wait, there was no connection; his face gradually shifted, and he couldn’t help but turn back to look at Yan Su, eyes tinged with a touch of panic.

Yan Su’s face also turned pale: "How could it not go through? This special satellite phone should work even on a plane with the communication signal."

"Right, if they were on the plane, they would definitely answer. So..." Feiyu’s face grew even paler, a bad premonition forming in his heart, "If it’s not a mishap, then it could be a plane crash."

Yan Su’s heart clenched, his gaze no longer steady.