Chapter 1997: Fury
[Le Tian, no matter how many of my numbers you block, I still want to tell you that I’ve truly repented. Can you give me another chance?]
Ding Junqi had one hand on his waist. How many of his numbers had she blocked?
So, how many calls did this man make and how many messages did he send to Le Tian?
Thinking about this, Ding Junqi could not calm himself down. Not just that, he was so furious that he wanted to do nothing but head to the bathroom, drag that woman out, and ask her what was going on.
With that thought in mind, Ding Junqi took Le Tian’s phone and entered the bathroom. He pushed Ding Yuejia out of the bathroom and closed the door swiftly.
Ding Yuejia, “…”
What just happened?
He was very sure that he was standing right beside his mother a second ago. How did he end up outside after spinning around?
Le Tian was also dazed by the suddenness of it all. What was this man doing? What was up with him?
Ding Junqi raised the phone in his hand and looked at Le Tian. “What’s this?”
“You checked my phone?” Le Tian was instantly enraged by his actions. She raised her hand to s.n.a.t.c.h her phone back but she sent it straight into Ding Junqi’s grip instead.
“Ding Junqi, you’ve invaded my privacy. This is illegal.” Le Tian attempted to retract her wrist forcefully. Unfortunately, she could not deny the difference in strength between a man and a woman. She was no match for Ding Junqi, after all.
Ding Junqi stepped forward and pinned Le Tian on the mirror. Le Tian was bending over with her waist jutting out. Being in this position made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
“How many times has he contacted you?” Ding Junqi was mad with jealousy, and there was nothing he could do to stop feeling like this.
Le Tian was not comfortable like this, but she could not shake off the man who was leaning against her body either. This acc.u.mulated helplessness propagated her anger. She stared at Ding Junqi bleakly. “What has it got to do with you?”
Their son was the only connection between him and her.
“Le Tian—” Ding Junqi growled while suppressing his urge to break her waist just like that. “You’re the mother of my child. I don’t want my child to see a promiscuous—”
Before Ding Junqi could finish his sentence, Le Tian’s wrist that struggled free from his grasp slapped him in the face. She exerted all of her strength into that slap.
Ding Junqi’s face snapped to the side. There was a mild stiffness on his face along with the warmth of her palm.
“Shameless,” Le Tian spat through gritted teeth. She pushed him away and was about to leave the bathroom.
However, Ding Junqi reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist, stopping her from leaving. Instead of letting her go, he pressed her against the glazing.
“Let me go.” Le Tian struggled against Ding Junqi.
“Why won’t you listen to me?” Ding Junqi leaned in close against her. The intensity of his growl hit her squarely in the face.
Le Tian raised her head and stared straight into his slightly bloodshot eyes. A mocking smile appeared on her curved lips, but she was unsure if she was sneering at his distrust or something else.
[In the misty bathroom, the woman held her stomach as she carefully stood by the bathtub. She was trying to fill up the bathtub. The man pushed the door open and pulled her to the side. With a harsh tone, he said, “Didn’t I tell you not to do such things? Are you able to return me a son if you fall?]
In spite of his harshness, there were obvious love and heartache in those words.
“I’m just filling it up with some water. Why are you so agitated?” The woman held her stomach and looked at the man who took over her task.
The man turned around and pinned the woman against the wall. He reached out to touch her blurred-out face. “Why won’t you listen to me?”