Chapter 15: Remember Your Words

Chapter 15: Remember Your Words

Upon hearing this, the man's hand seemed to have been electrocuted, abruptly recoiling from her neck.

Muttering under her breath, Su Youyue cursed Xie Yuan as a despicable scoundrel in her heart. To barge into a woman's chamber in the dead of night to kill – how daring of him!

How had she failed to see this side of him in her previous life?

Although the man was now silent, Su Youyue knew he hadn't left yet. She was certain that he was staring intently at her.

After gazing in the darkness for so long, he might even be able to discern her expression.

Thus, she had no choice but to continue her act: "I know you despise me, but there's nothing I can do about it. My father disapproved of your father's conduct and insisted I fulfill the marriage contract arranged by my mother. I only chased after him to please him – oh, woe is me! – but every time, you were there. In truth, I just wanted to catch a secret glimpse of you."

False, she had indeed encountered Xie Yuan numerous times when she was young, but she loathed him with a passion. As Su Youyue inwardly grumbled, her mind raced to devise the next part of her story. With informants in the household, Xie Yuan must already know about her intention to annul the marriage, right?

"I never truly liked Lu Song; otherwise, why would I agree to call off the engagement?"

"You can seek revenge on me if you wish, but I must make you understand my feelings... Xie Yuan, don't hate me, or else... I'll let you whip me too?"

"Xie Yuan... Do you like me too, please?"

Su Youyue's performance was heartfelt, as if it were all real. Her voice trembled with tears, soft and vulnerable. She even managed to squeeze out a couple of teardrops. Yet, after finishing her plea, she inwardly groaned.

Forget it, for the sake of survival, it's not embarrassing.

"..."

Another long silence followed. Su Youyue almost doubted if everything that just happened was merely a dream, and that Xie Yuan wasn't even there. Finally, he spoke again.

"Remember what you said tonight."

Something gentle brushed against the dampness on her cheek from her tears, perhaps the pad of his finger, carrying a slight warmth.

Su Youyue's heart raced. Why should she remember? Didn't he think she was dreaming anyway?

She sensed a hint of menace in Xie Yuan's tone, as if forgetting her words tonight would have consequences for her.

Soon, the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard softly at the entrance.

Had it not been for Su Youyue's heightened state of alertness, she might have missed the whisper that was as gentle as a breeze.

Despite this, she dared not exhale the breath she held in her chest. Xie Yuan was cunning – otherwise, he wouldn't have become the despised traitor. What if he was merely deceiving her and secretly observing her from somewhere in the room?

Su Youyue pretended to sleep for a long, long time. She didn't dare to actually sleep the entire night, until the windows began to reveal the hues of dawn. Only then did she summon the courage to open her eyes.

The room was empty.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But this was followed by a surge of anger.

Since her rebirth, had she treated Xie Yuan worse than in her previous life? Where had she gone wrong that he would sneak into her room at night with the intention to kill her? She had even instructed the butler to improve his living conditions just yesterday.

No, next time, even when sleeping, she would keep silver needles by her side. It would be better to accidentally prick herself than to lose her life.

Fuming, Su Youyue refrained from paying any attention to Xie Yuan's affairs for two days. After all, he now believed that her earlier ill treatment of him was part of an act for the others. There should be no reason for him to attempt to kill her again, right?

The following day, Jin'er went out to check on the shop while Su Youyue, after waking up, summoned the second-class maid Chunya to push her wheelchair to Fu Shou Garden to visit her grandmother.

Although the formulas left by her mother were long etched in her memory, the books containing them were still stored in the dowry warehouse.

The key to that warehouse was still with Aunt Liu. In her previous life, although Aunt Liu had not tampered with the formulas, she had meddled with other items. In this lifetime, if any unforeseen circumstances arose and she were to touch the formulas, it would be disastrous. It was crucial to retrieve her dowry as soon as possible.