My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 833 Self-Inflicted Troubles
After some time apart, he had completely changed; the once debauched and unrestrained handsome scion was no more, replaced by a lost soul, bewildered and without a goal.
He was like a lion pushed to the brink, unable to suppress the pain in his heart any longer, it burst forth, revealing fierce and menacing fangs.
"I don’t know where she is," Ye Lu said, utterly fearless of his fierce gaze, picking up the cup and slowly drinking the milk.
"Don’t lie to me, wasn’t it you who had the Ji Family boy take her away? How could you possibly not know where she is?"
Ling Xiu’s eyes were red with rage, his face twisted as if he wanted to tear her apart, his anger tinged with an uncontrollable desperation.
Ye Lu glared back, "Ling Xiu, yelling at me is useless. I did tell Ling Kong to take her abroad, because that was her choice to begin with. You shouldn’t forget that before boarding the helicopter, she made her determination clear to you."
She looked at him with a sneer, dripping with sarcasm.
"You know very well whether it was her own will or if I forced Ling Kong to take her away."
Ling Xiu was shaken, his gaze perplexed, "No, she wouldn’t leave."
"If you still refuse to accept reality now, to admit that she has escaped your control, that she won’t listen to your commands and stay by your side for life, then you are truly pitiable! Because she has fled from your cage, yet you still live in your own prison."
"Shut up, she can never leave me!" Ling Xiu’s eyes were wild, his furious voice gradually hoarse with sorrow, muttering to himself, "She was supposed to be mine, her life is mine. She would listen to anything I said, but she fled, she betrayed our agreement!"
He covered his head with his hands in agony, unable to accept the fact that Qingchi had left.
He thought, he really thought, she would never leave, he was so complacent, so confident, and now completely without a trace of her, he panicked, desperately searching for her to no avail, his self-confidence shattered, he felt like he was going mad.
He had never felt so intensely that he needed her, that he couldn’t bear to lose her.
"Just because you keep saying she is yours, as if she is a piece of your property, did you ever respect her as a person? Have you ever considered how much pain she felt inside when you insulted her, demanded she kneel, even struck her? Any person with dignity would have fought back long ago, only she, so foolish, still endured everything."
Ye Lu looked at him angrily, observing the hateful aspects of a pitiable person.
Now that Qingchi had run away, he suffered, but he was still deluded, not comprehending the root of the problem lay within himself, not with Qingchi or anyone else. It was his own doing that led to the current situation; who else could he blame?
Why do men always arrogantly assume that women will forever submit to their dominance and intimidation?
"..." Ling Xiu’s face turned white, recalling how he forced her to kneel and serve tea, trampling her like a female slave, then slapping her. She covered her face, bowed her head, her humiliation and pain palpable, yet she dared not resist, trembling.
A sharp pain struck his heart; tormenting her had become a habit, and he never felt anything was amiss, because she belonged to him, and he would treat her as he pleased.
But at this moment, remembering that slap, he felt an overwhelming regret.
He felt an excruciating pain.
"Ling Xiu, to put it bluntly, your current state is purely self-inflicted; it was you who drove her to have no choice but to leave."
