Her speech was hesitant and stammering, clearly indicating a guilty conscience.
Rong Jingyang’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, but he didn't expose her.
Since—
She had said as much, and the incident had already happened, impossible to redo. To delve deeper would only infinitely escalate their conflict, leading to arguments, hysterics, and an unpleasant parting.
This was not the outcome Rong Jingyang desired, so he offered her a way out.
However—
Rong Jingyang pressed his fingertip against her lips, his breath carrying the inherent dominance of the Rong family, "Next time, I will not listen to any excuses."
"You must call me first."
Du Ruo Xin nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at rice, "Got it, got it."
So, she had managed to get away with it?
Seeing the woman so obedient, Rong Jingyang’s anger subsided slightly.
Yet, a sense of being placated lingered in his mind.
He raised his hand, his slender, long fingers pressing against her chest, his tone wicked, "Remember, the most important person in your heart can only be me, your husband."
If she were to be in trouble again and contact Christiano, he would spank her until her bottom was swollen!
Lock her in a room!
Let her truly understand who her man was!
Du Ruo Xin was frightened by the man's terrifying demeanor, nodding her head like pounding garlic, "Remembered, remembered."
The woman's docile, good-girl act clearly pleased the chauvinistic man.
He didn't press further, carrying her out of the emergency resuscitation room.
Du Ruo Xin felt uneasy the entire way until the nurse administered the injection – a tetanus shot (safe for pregnant women) – before she suddenly realized.
Wuwuwu.
She had been intimidated by Rong Jingyang again!
With a terrifying husband at home, how could she, a former serf, rise up and sing?
No, she had to stand up!
But—
Looking at Rong Jingyang’s concern, anxiety, and protectiveness towards her, Du Ruo Xin’s heart felt sweet, as if she were about to float with happiness.
Marrying him, bearing children for him, wasn't it all for his affection, his care, his concern?
So, the affection she had craved for eight years and never received, was it finally hers now?
Du Ruo Xin’s eyes sparkled with irrepressible joy. She wanted to ask—
Just then, Addis hurried over. Despite being an old man in his seventies, his spry gait and aura remained undiminished from his younger days.
He moved like a young man in his twenties.
"Where is Mr.?" he asked Trevor.
Trevor pointed towards the treatment room, "The master was injured and is undergoing surgery."
Addis: "Is it serious?"
Trevor glanced meaningfully at Du Ruo Xin, "I don't know."
Du Ruo Xin’s heart skipped a beat: "..."
Was her elder brother seriously injured? Shot by a bullet? She shot to her feet.
"Trevor..." she was about to ask when the door opened, and Christiano emerged, limping.
"Elder Brother," Du Ruo Xin called out urgently. Due to her injured foot, she could only walk on her heel.
Christiano: "..."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
In his mind, he had always believed Du Ruo Xin greatly feared Christiano, but now it seemed not?
Had he been mistaken?
Rong Jingyang’s dark eyes narrowed, exuding the predatory focus and aggression of a hunter.
Christiano did not respond to Du Ruo Xin but turned to glance at Trevor.
Trevor understood immediately and handed over the bag containing clothes.
Christiano turned and handed it to Du Ruo Xin, "Here."
If he hadn't been ambushed by Rong Jingyang, he would have given her the clothes long ago.
Du Ruo Xin's heart was filled with mixed emotions. Elder Brother—
Clutching the bag tightly, her throat felt hoarse, "Is your leg injured? Is it serious?"
She still cared about him?
Christiano replied coldly, "I won't die."
Du Ruo Xin knew her elder brother was in a terrible mood, so she turned to the nurse, "Nurse, please give my elder brother a tetanus shot as well."
Alas.
What sin had she committed?
Just moments ago, everyone was fine, but in the blink of an eye, they had all become casualties.
Even more distressing—
There were still several people whose lives hung in the balance!