My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1103: It Burned Him

"You can’t be saying you regret it and suddenly don’t want a divorce anymore, can you? Ye Lu, do you think you can summon and dismiss me, Third Young Master Jun, at will? You say divorce, and it’s divorce, you say no divorce, and it’s no divorce, do you really think I, Third Young Master Jun, can’t live without you, Ye Lu?"

His voice was excruciatingly slow, mocking, and sarcastic, with no warmth or affection, causing Ye Lu’s face to turn pale instantly as she looked at him helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"I didn’t mean that!" She lowered her head in anguish, a silent tear dropping onto the back of her hand.

That tear scorched Third Young Master Jun; his expression darkened, and he almost reached out to wipe her tear but brutally restrained himself, turning his face away coldly, no longer looking at her hurt visage.

"It’s not just you who is tired of this relationship; I am too. Before, I was just unwilling to accept not having you, always wanting to prove I could win both your body and heart. But upon reflection, even if I truly got them, I wouldn’t cherish them, not to mention the time and everything else wasted. Even the most patient person would get tired of it."

Ye Lu stared at him stunned, "Are these really your true feelings?"

"Yes!"

"Stop talking." Ye Lu’s heart was wrenching; she turned her head away, unable to bear his cold words, stood up, and ran out of the hospital room.

Watching her swiftly disappearing at the door, the indifference on Third Young Master Jun’s face faded, leaving only deep pain and helplessness.

Hurting her like that, uttering each word against his heart, claiming not to love when he clearly did, wanting to keep her yet forcefully pushing her away—that was the most painful feeling.

It was a tremendous test of his acting skills.

But at least he had forced her to leave. If he continued acting, he feared he might give himself away!

"Third Young Master, what did you say to Ye Lu?" Yan Su ran in, utterly shocked after seeing Ye Lu cover her face and despairingly run out; he was perplexed.

He had a foreboding feeling; weren’t they supposed to reconcile? Yet, it was such a scene; something must have gone wrong.

He entered to find Third Young Master Jun looking utterly dejected, his face painted with unmistakable agony.

Third Young Master Jun looked up, "I said, I agreed to divorce her."

Yan Su gasped sharply, his beautiful eyes gaping incredulously at him: "Could the medication I’ve been giving you have messed up your brain?"

He knew how deeply Third Young Master Jun loved Ye Lu; he had never tried to give up.

Now, finally, Ye Lu had turned back, forgiven him, and it was a time of great joy, facing all hardships together, and yet, he... he had stirred up this mess.

This wasn’t like Third Young Master Jun’s style.

"Yan Su, you’re my doctor; you understand my condition well. Do you think I can continue to delay her life?" Third Young Master Jun’s eyes were sharp and resolute.

Yan Su’s heart sank, yet he said, "I think if it’s love, no matter how severe the illness, it is not a delay to either party. If it’s not a love that shares hardships, what kind of love is that?"

He also believed that a girl like Ye Lu, once she knew of Third Young Master Jun’s illness, would certainly not give up.

She would always stay by his side, encourage him, and try everything possible. Such love and encouragement were great stimulants for Third Young Master, so he was very willing to bring Ye Lu here, exactly to bolster Third Young Master’s fighting spirit against the illness, filled with the desire to survive.

The power of the human spirit is the strongest; some so-called terminal illnesses can also be miraculously conquered, and he felt that if Third Young Master Jun were to experience a miracle, Ye Lu would definitely be the reason.