She Asks for a Divorce Again-Chapter 177 - Intentional Torture
Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Intentional Torture
Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Intentional Torture
“Since it’s like this, don’t blame me for being unkind,” Pei Yansi said with a wicked smile, though his eyes were cold as ice.
A chilling aura surrounded her, and Shen Heyu lay motionless beneath him as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Nevertheless, she turned her head away and said, “Back when Shen Fanshuang died, you trapped me by your side, knowing full well you didn’t love me. Now you’re doing this again…”
“Shut up.”
Pei Yansi really didn’t want to hear the name Shen Fanshuang from her lips. If it hadn’t been for Shen Fanshuang’s deception, he would have never mistaken her for someone else.
But if it hadn’t been for Shen Fanshuang, he wouldn’t have fallen in love with Shen Heyu.
He leaned down and kissed her lips.
Shen Heyu’s lips were sealed by his, making it impossible for her to speak.
She frowned in disgust, feeling him wreak havoc in her mouth like an unrestrained storm.
She felt so nauseated that she was about to vomit.
When Pei Yansi saw the look of disgust on her face, he let go of her for a moment, “Are you disgusted by me?”
“No…”
She didn’t dare to provoke him now, let alone say anything about feeling disgusted. Pei Yansi stared at her in silence, scrutinizing her expression as if trying to discern the truth in her words.
He watched for half a second, then knew she was lying.
But it didn’t matter.
As long as he liked to hear it. Leaning over her, he showered her with kisses, moving from her lips down to her body. His hands stealthily undid her clothing before he spoke again, his voice full of lust, “Now, remarry me. Do you agree?”
“I don’t want…”
“Don’t want what?” Pei Yansi paused in his actions, his phoenix eyes grew even colder as he stared her down, “Don’t want me? Don’t want to remarry? Or don’t want something else?”
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Shen Heyu started to sob.
She couldn’t utter a single word.
Pei Yansi grew impatient, his anger from the day seeking an outlet. Ignoring her cries, he bent down once more and kissed her lips…
*
Shen Heyu felt tortured to the point of death.
When it was all over, she didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.
Pei Yansi, on the other hand, was radiant, seated by her window, occasionally glancing at her as he smoked, “I’ll give you an hour to think about it.”
“Either come back with me, remarry me, and stay by my side with Yuexue. I will compensate you for the past and fill up what’s missing in you.”
“Or you leave on your own, leaving Yuexue behind, and let Lu Yi’s father and Lu Yunlan pay the price for your willfulness.”
Shen Heyu was stunned.
She had never expected that in the end, Pei Yansi would actually use their daughter to threaten her.
From initially using the Lu Family to threaten her, it had escalated to using their daughter?
“Pei Yansi, are you still human? Yuexue is also your daughter, how can you…”
“Precisely because she is my daughter, I cannot let you take her and run away. Either stay by my side, or give up your daughter,” he said.
“You’re going too far!”
“You forced me.”
Pei Yansi spoke calmly, even shamelessly letting out a laugh, “I really should thank you for giving birth to such an adorable daughter.”
Shen Heyu, enraged to the point of tears, thought she had no more strength, but in that moment, she suddenly got up from the bed, raised her hand, and slapped him hard on the face.
But just as the slap landed, she regretted it.
Pei Yansi’s face darkened as he caught her wrist with his hand, examining her eyes and her flushed face, he remarked, “It seems you still have plenty of energy.”
“I’m just not trying hard enough…”
He spoke with ambiguous intent, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and got back into bed.
Shen Heyu: “…” She had never regretted anything so much in her life.
The consequence of her resistance was that he ‘punished’ her harshly, time and again.
Only when she was completely mentally exhausted did he finally let her go. He lay beside her, holding her in his arms, and kissed the hand he pulled over, “Come back with me tomorrow, let’s remarry.”
“And bring our daughter.”
Shen Heyu frowned, feeling sticky and uncomfortable, and at the same time, she didn’t want to deal with him, mostly because she no longer had the strength to respond to him.
However, Pei Yansi shamelessly kissed her forehead and said, “If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your agreement.”
“…”
Shen Heyu couldn’t speak.
Pei Yansi carried her sideways into the bathroom and personally cleaned her. He had been a bit rough; her body was marked with his ambiguous traces.
His eyes grew dark as he saw them.
All the marks he had left, he held her in his arms, fighting the urge to want her again.
Shen Heyu was simply too exhausted, and she fell asleep before he had finished cleaning her.
When Pei Yansi carried her back to bed, her breathing was already steady and prolonged.
He left the room and went to the living room, where Zhao Jin was just bringing dinner in.
Pei Yansi asked him, “Is Yuexue well taken care of?”
“Yes, I have taken good care of the young miss, and she has already eaten dinner and gone to sleep.”
Pei Yansi hummed in acknowledgment, carrying the dinner into the bedroom.
He planned to wait for Shen Heyu to wake up and feed her, but as she showed no signs of awakening, he couldn’t care less and lay down beside her, holding her in his arms, stroking her hair, and whispering in her ear, “Why can’t you just trust me… Heyu, I love you…”
Shen Heyu vaguely heard someone speaking in her ear.
But she couldn’t make out what was said.
In the middle of the night, hunger woke her up.
She was famished, not to mention that she had expended a lot of energy being dragged by Pei Yan to exercise during the day, and she struggled within his embrace.
Feeling the movement in his arms, Pei Yan opened his eyes sharply, his warm palm pressed against her waist, and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I’m hungry.”
Her tone was somewhat aggrieved.
Hearing this, Pei Yan woke up, switched on the room’s light, and saw that the dinner from last night had already gone cold. He then looked at the time—it was past two in the morning.
He pressed his temples and sat up to ask, “What would you like to eat?”
Shen Heyu thought of the barbecue place she often visited with Shen Fanshuang when she was living in Jiang City.
She said, “I want to eat at the place we used to go to when I was in school.”
How could Pei Yan know which place she often went to when she was in school?
He got up, dressed, and said, “You guide me, I’ll take you there.”
But that place was dirty and messy, merely a small alley entrance, where the food was very cheap, all street-side snacks. If Pei Yan were to go, he certainly wouldn’t move, and might even be uncomfortable.
Shen Heyu had the intention of torturing him in this way and didn’t refuse.
As she got up, she nearly knelt down, devoid of any strength in her entire body.
Seeing this, Pei Yan chuckled, took out her clothes from the wardrobe, dressed her personally, and only then did he pull her away.
It was very late, and he didn’t call Zhao Jin but drove her there himself.
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a snack street.
Pei Yan recognized this place and felt very familiar.
