Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 517 - 515: Integrated into the Bones
He knew she needed to vent and let her pound on him, let her release the tension of the past few days, but seeing her strength wane, he worried she would hurt her hands and finally stopped her with a deep voice, "Enough."
Whatβs enough! Itβs not enough at all! ππ«πππ¨ππ―ππ πππ.ππΌπ
Jiayi felt his indulgence and grew bolder, not bothering with politeness anymore, she grabbed his muscular arm and bit down.
Her pearly teeth were small, like snowy white shells, embedded in his flesh, yet the pain was unusual.
He let her bite him, gasping softly, and finally couldnβt resist leaning close to her, teasing softly, "Baby, seeing you so fierce, I can rest easy."
At least these past years, without him by her side, she wouldnβt be bullied by anyone.
The crashing waves and her emotional agitation meant she didnβt notice the oddity of him calling her "baby," nor did she grasp the meaning behind his words, still clinging to him like a little female beast, not letting go.
Not until she was exhausted, slumping weakly over his shoulder, did he lie next to her delicate ear and growl, "I was deceiving Yan Bin on the video call. Heβs a fugitive now, hates me to death, and even agreeing to his conditions, he wonβt let you or your son off."
Indeed, he was putting Yan Bin off his guard.
Jiayiβs mood finally relaxed a little, but she still sobbed like a frightened child, unsettled, "You gave me your private number and said to contact you if there was anything urgent, but youβre a liar, a big liar! When Zaizai went missing, I tried to call you, but you didnβt answer my calls and even hung up, turned off the phoneβ"
She knew in her heart that she and Zaizai had no connection with this man, and that he had come all the way to rescue them was already beyond what was required of him. Yet somehow, she couldnβt help feeling very wronged!
His gaze sharpened, turned to ice, suspicion rising swiftly, and he grabbed her slender wrist, "What day did Zaizai go missing?"
"The 16th," she mumbled, like a crying cat with a smeared face.
On the 16th, he hadnβt been discharged from the hospital yet, undergoing the routine pre-discharge cranial surgery, CT, MRI... the whole day.
Because he had to enter a radiology room, mobile phones werenβt allowed, and his had been left in the ward.
When he came back, he saw no missed call from her on his phone.
The phone was also off.
At the time, he thought it was either out of battery or he had accidentally pressed the power button, so it turned off automatically; he didnβt think much of it.
But now, hearing Jiayiβs words, his eyes filled with suspicion, and he had a thought.
Someone saw Jiayi call him, hung up the phone, and even turned it off.
How many people could smoothly come and go from his hospital room?
He already had a guess as to who it was.
The icy color spread around the manβs thin lips and disappeared in an instant.
His deep eyes soft, he gazed at the small woman in his arms, "That day, I didnβt have my phone on me. After I came back, I didnβt see any missed calls from you on it either."
She suddenly startled, did he mean someone took the call for him, knew it was her calling, but deliberately hung up and turned off the phone?
Who else could get so close to him, touch his personal phone?
She seemed to know who it was in her heart, and without speaking further, she suddenly tightened her grasp around his neck.
There was still some distance from the shore, and waves rolled in one after another, sometimes nearly a meter high, lifting both of them from the surface of the water.
Huo Zhenyang had always been a strong swimmer and knew this was a normal tide coming in. As long as he kept steady, there would be no danger, but Jiayi began to feel uneasy.
She was no swimmer; even the shallow end of a pool without a float made her anxious, let alone being in the sea.
When another wave over half a meter high crashed over them, she let out a shriek of panic, no longer caring who was before her, let alone that she had just been beating and biting the man. She clung to his neck tenaciously, like a little plaster, refusing to let go as if she might be carried away by the waves the moment her grip loosened.
He allowed her to entwine herself around him like a vine, then held her close and lifted her onto his arms, holding her as you would a delicate child above the water. Then, leaning in close to her ear, with affection laced with a hint of tender teasing, he said, "Donβt be afraid. Iβve told you before, unless I let go, you can never escape from my side."
Jiayi didnβt understand his words, and at that moment, another wave hit, prompting her to instinctively tighten her hold on his neck even more!
"Just like that time on Suwang Island, youβre still so afraid of water," he continued, still near her ear.
Suwang Island? What did he mean? Had she been to Suwang Island?
Was she still not recovered from the shock of nearly drowning? Why couldnβt she quite understand what he was saying?
But before she had time to think further, she held onto him tightly, using him as if he were a lifebuoy, terrified of being swept away by the waves.
As if sensing her fear, he lowered his voice, "Iβm here."
Those four words seemed to hold the greatest power in the world, bringing a sense of security back to Jiayi.
Of course, he knew the fright she had just experienced. Not just a cat-like little woman, but even a sturdy man locked in a wooden box and sunk into the sea would be out of sorts after a narrow escape from death.
"I have ten years of swimming experience, and I can even fix yachts. Donβt you remember? Donβt you trust me?" he soothed, stroking her back.
What did he mean... Had he told her this?
Jiayiβs wet, delicate face was blank, but due to the weakness following the drowning and panic, she didnβt have the strength to ask and merely kept her eyes closed, resting on his shoulder.
Amidst the sound of the waves, his breath grew deeper and more intense, like a ravenous beast, and she felt like the little prey just caught by him. As if fearing she would slip away, his large hand gripped her soft waist tightly, not intending to let go.
She felt his disjointed state. Though in the past few months, he would occasionally be close to her, his manner was often casual and nonchalant, as if teasing her lightlyβnever like now, as if he were afraid she might disappear.
This intense embrace was almost too much for her to breathe, and she finally murmured a sound, wanting to push him away slightly, but his intention to meld her into his bones was clear, and his hand remained gripping her waist like a vise.
He inhaled the scent of her neck greedily, as if trying to compensate for the four years without her. His strong arms held her tight, as if unsure how to embrace her without causing pain.
If he werenβt afraid of frightening her, even now in the water, he truly wouldnβt bear to swallow up the little woman in his arms in one gulp!
During these months in China, he couldnβt believe he had forgotten herβ
The damn side effects of that surgery had rendered him oblivious to Little Kitten who had already returned to his side.
