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Ye Ya was furious. How could this idiot still have the energy to fool around in this situation? She slapped his hand firmly. "Lu Tianyang, if you keep messing around, I'm going to get angry. Hurry up and get dressed. Just because you're sick doesn't mean you can act recklessly."
Reluctantly, Lu Tianyang reached for his clothes and put them on. There was no need to rush; they had plenty of time ahead of them. "Wife, I feel terrible. My head hurts so much."
Ye Ya touched his forehead; it was still a bit warm, but not as alarming as before. "I'll get you some medicine. Take another pill and see if it helps. If your fever doesn't go down by morning, we'll have to see a doctor."
"Is it really that bad?" Ye Ya finally felt a twinge of sympathy, especially considering he still had a fever.
Lu Tianyang nodded. "Forget it, wife. You're tired too. Just go take a nap; I can endure this." He didn't want her to be worn out from taking care of him.
"Lu Tianyang, go to sleep quickly. You'll feel better when you wake up." Ye Ya was worried and scolded him for a while, thinking how childish he was for catching a cold just from standing on the balcony.
Lu Tianyang thought to himself that he didn't want to get better too quickly. The longer he stayed sick, the more she would take care of him.
As the medicine began to take effect, Lu Tianyang found himself not wanting to sleep. Seeing his expression, Ye Ya couldn't help but walk into the bathroom, wringing out a towel to place on his forehead. "Does this feel any better? Go to sleep."
He wrapped his arms around her waist, refusing to let her leave. "Wife, I don't want to sleep yet; it feels like I'm dreaming."
"You're being silly; just sleep already. I'm right here; I won't go anywhere." Ye Ya felt troubled; she couldn't bear the thought of Lu Tianyang becoming foolish from his fever.
"Then I'll hold your hand while I sleep, and you can lie next to me." Lu Tianyang shifted slightly, and Ye Ya had no choice but to roll onto the bed beside him. "Are you satisfied now, Lu Tianyang? Go to sleep."
"Okay." Holding her hand and with her lying next to him, Lu Tianyang finally felt at ease and closed his eyes.
Once Ye Ya confirmed that Lu Tianyang was asleep, she sighed in relief. She couldn't bring herself to be harsh with him while he was sick. She wouldn't deny that she cared about him; otherwise, why would she be so worried when he fell ill?
The next morning, the sound of chirping birds filtered in through the window. Lu Tianyang opened his eyes and saw the person lying beside him. He gently leaned over and kissed her.
Ye Ya woke up instinctively touching his forehead and realized that he finally didn't have a fever anymore. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Lu Tianyang, your fever has finally gone down! Now you're better; we don't need to call the doctor."
As she spoke, she turned over to get out of bed; there were still many things that needed her attention today. But Lu Tianyang wrapped his arms around her waist again. "Wife, let’s sleep a little longer."
"I'm sorry, but I have a lot of urgent matters to handle at the company today. You should just rest at home, and you can go back to work tomorrow," Ye Ya said as she glanced around, preparing to head to her room to get some clothes.
"Dear, are you really going to ignore me for the company? I'm not feeling well; my head hurts, and my whole body aches." Lu Tianyang was getting anxious. Was she really prioritizing work over her husband?
Hearing his tone filled with grievance, Ye Ya raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you feeling better already? The company has been busy with factory matters; I can't just not go back."
"I'll have Amy help you out. If that's not enough, I can send Zuo Kai over too," Lu Tianyang said, feeling hurt that he seemed less important than her job. His heart felt like it was bleeding.
"No need for that. Don't send anyone over. The fever has subsided; just stop throwing a tantrum. Stay home and rest for the day," Ye Ya replied, trying to be patient but unable to hold back her frustration. Everyone has their limits.
"Oh, so your work is more important than your husband's well-being? Why is my life so miserable? Go ahead and busy yourself; if I die at home, just remember to come back and collect my body," Lu Tianyang said, turning away from her in a huff, cursing silently: Women! You think you're so tough, ignoring me like this. And yet, I have no way to deal with you.
Ye Ya looked at his sulking figure and helplessly took out her phone to give Amy some instructions before walking over to him. "Lu Tianyang, you're being childish. I'll return to the office this afternoon; does that satisfy you? You know you're already fine; stop lying in bed."
Lu Tianyang turned back with a smirk. "Wife, I still feel a headache coming on and feel a bit nauseous."
Was it really that serious just from a fever? Ye Ya walked over and pinched his cheek. "Chen Chen wouldn't act like this."
"I'm just uncomfortable all over," he replied honestly, thinking about how she was ignoring him made him feel worse.
"Alright, get up and have breakfast. How about it? I'm hungry too; I stayed up all night taking care of you."
Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, Lu Tianyang furrowed his brow but decided not to argue with her anymore. Guo Ma watched them come out of the same room and noticed Ye Ya's expression had changed. Lu Tianyang had just gotten over his fever; he should eat something light.
After breakfast, there was still plenty of time left. Ye Ya thought that since this rascal wouldn’t let her go to the office, she could handle some matters at home as well. She returned to her study and opened her computer.
Lu Tianyang saw this and got angry. She had squeezed out half a day to keep him company, yet here she was working again! What on earth was wrong with this woman?
He walked over and abruptly shut down her computer. "You clearly promised to keep me company! Why are you working again? Enough of this; wife, you don't need to work so hard. I can send someone to take care of your company matters."
Ye Ya furrowed her brows, looking at him with a serious expression. This bastard had truly lost his mind; he could really do something like this.
"Then I won't work anymore, is that alright, Lu Tianyang? We’re divorced, yet you still meddle in everything. Do you have to act like this? Isn't Amy enough for you?" Even though Amy had indeed helped her a lot.
"Wife, please don't be angry. I just want you to keep me company. Do I have to get sick before you'll willingly spend time with me? Then I'll go take a cold shower." After saying that, Lu Tianyang released her and prepared to head into the bathroom.
Ye Ya knew that when he acted childish, he was as immature as a child. She quickly tugged at his shirt, "You dare go take a cold shower? Just try it! I won’t talk to you again! If you get sick, that’s even better; it’ll save me from worrying about you. Hmph!"
"Then I might as well die from being sick, so I won’t annoy my wife," Lu Tianyang said with a dejected look, as if Ye Ya had committed some unforgivable sin. He pretended to pull away from her grasp.
Ye Ya panicked and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist from behind. "Lu Tianyang, I forbid you to get sick!"
Did he not care about his own body at all? This bastard was deliberately trying to make her worry. Who else could be so bad like him?
Lu Tianyang paused for a moment, looking at the hands gripping his waist tightly. Her body was pressed against his back—was she worried about him?
"Wife, if you ignore me, it hurts more than being sick. It’s better to be sick; at least then you'll still pay attention to me," Lu Tianyang sighed sincerely. He would rather be sick for a bit longer; it seemed more worthwhile that way.
"You make me angry; of course I don’t want to talk to you! But Lu Tianyang, I forbid you to get sick!" Ye Ya stubbornly clung to his waist. If it really came to that, she would be infuriated by him.
Hearing her words, Lu Tianyang suddenly released her grip. Before she could react, he pulled her tightly into his embrace. "Wife, I won’t make you angry anymore; please don’t ignore me."
"Okay," Ye Ya replied softly as he held her tightly. "I can’t breathe; let go of me."
Lu Tianyang released her but immediately kissed her lips. He had missed her for so long; even holding her like this didn’t feel secure enough.
"Mm, Lu Tianyang, don’t stop," Ye Ya gasped as he kissed her fervently, leaving her unable to finish her sentences. Lu Tianyang nodded, "Wife, I understand what you mean; I won’t stop."
"Mm." The kiss grew more intense, leaving Ye Ya with no chance to speak at all. She felt like she might explode from frustration; she meant for him to stop—not to keep going!
Ye Ya struggled desperately while Lu Tianyang kissed her even more fiercely, pushing her down onto the bed. His kisses were still so enticing. After such a long time without a proper kiss, it felt as if he were trying to make up for all the lost moments in an unusually passionate manner.
He kissed her while tugging at her clothes, and before long, Ye Ya's garments lay scattered on the floor.
“Lu Tianyang, no, please don’t!” Ye Ya pushed against his shoulders, trying to stop him.
“Wife, I want you,” he claimed her forcefully. Ye Ya's eyes widened in shock; what were they doing?
Lu Tianyang made no move to withdraw, holding her tightly. “Wife, promise me you won’t leave me again, okay?”
Hearing his voice filled with deep unease, Ye Ya realized that Lu Tianyang could also feel this kind of insecurity.
“Wife, we won’t be apart anymore. You’re mine, and no one can take you away from me.”
Ye Ya could feel his heavy breaths as he held her close; he was afraid of losing her too. Taking a deep breath, she sensed something undeniable between them. “Lu Tianyang, I… I don’t know what to do.”
He didn’t pull away but instead tightened his embrace gently. He reached up to caress her face. “Wife, let’s start over.”
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