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looked up, meeting the resentful gaze of Ke Jie. "You will forgive me, and I won't abandon you," she said, pointing to her belly. "I’m still carrying your child, so I won’t let my child grow up without a father. Besides, I love you so much; you have to believe me."
Ke Jie found it impossible to articulate his feelings at that moment. Concepts of trust and wealth meant nothing to him now. He didn’t want the child in Ying Rong Xiao's belly! Living under the oppression of others, even on a wanted list, felt like a fate worse than death—a profound humiliation!
What he had pursued was never about wealth; it was about reclaiming the life he had lost to Tong Le. He wanted to be a respectable boss in high society, someone with status and prestige, running a company entirely on his own terms, with an obedient wife who would listen to him—just like Tong Le had been: well-behaved, easy to control, and from a good background.
He didn’t desire riches; he merely wanted a dignified and free life! But now, his life had completely derailed. He had become a wanted criminal, forced to take the blame for Ying Rong Xiao. He had lost both his parents and everything he once took pride in! He lost money, status, and that easily manipulated Tong Le—he had nothing left!
All that remained were unfounded charges against him and this basement with iron bars. He felt like a dog, fed at scheduled times, unable to see the light of day!
Ke Jie’s gaze grew increasingly despondent as he released the bars and sat down on the floor.
Ying Rong Xiao comforted him. "You need to eat well and rest these days. If you want to find me, just tell the housekeeper; they will relay your message. I have an early flight tomorrow that will take about fourteen hours. I’ll message you as soon as I land. You have to believe me; I love you very much, do you understand?"
Ke Jie let out a cold laugh, revealing his truth. "If this is what true love looks like, you must have loved many people before me. In this room, I found some men’s items that clearly aren’t my size. So you've imprisoned others here too, haven’t you? What happened to them? Did they end up like me—sent abroad by you?"
Ying Rong Xiao frowned slightly at his words. "It seems the housekeeper wasn’t thorough enough while cleaning! I’ll make sure to educate them." She continued, "Alright, I’ll go nearby to buy some food for you to satisfy your hunger. After I come back, I’ll take a shower and rest for a bit before heading to the airport. Cherish our time together."
As she turned to leave, Ke Jie let out a desperate laugh. Leaning against the bars, he gazed at the ceiling above him with no means of escape.
He looked at the skull bracelet on his wrist—not because he missed Ying Rong Xiao but because he hated her too much to miss her! He wore this bracelet she had given him because it was the only evidence proving Ge Miao had died at her hands! He thought that if he ever got the chance, he would present this bracelet to the police to clear his name or make amends; he couldn’t allow Ying Rong Xiao to manipulate him any longer!
Ten minutes later, Ying Rong Xiao drove away.
Meanwhile, Lan Qingqing had already sneaked into the villa and cautiously made her way to the basement.
She approached the iron bars and saw Ke Jie slumped on the ground. She opened her mouth to speak...
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