Destined with You-Chapter 1178 - 1183: Determining One’s True Heart 19

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"Don’t think an apology will save you!" Lan Liehuo let go of her chin, looking down at her dominantly.

"I never thought it would." Ye Yingsu glared at him, lifting her head. She wouldn’t be acting like this if it weren’t for her son. But she knew well that this guy wouldn’t let her off easily.

Yet, she didn’t want to die, and she couldn’t.

Having come so close to death this time, she realized that she too feared it.

She was afraid she wouldn’t see her son again.

Lan Liehuo, "..."

It was his first time seeing this woman so weak. He knew she was badly injured. At this moment, her face was pale, her lips gone white from blood loss, and she appeared feeble, inexplicably invoking a sense of frailty.

An inexplicable rage surged within Lan Liehuo. Seeing Ye Yingsu so weak, he wanted to dominate her relentlessly.

So, he did just that. After all, he had saved her just to torment her for his amusement.

Ye Yingsu’s wounds had started to heal somewhat, but they were still far from recovered. His push made her entire body ache. She gasped for breath, tiny beads of sweat popping up on her forehead.

"If you want to suffer less, stop resisting!" Lan Liehuo, panting heavily, yanked down her pajama pants.

Ye Yingsu was furious and annoyed, but she had no strength to fight back. She lay on the bed, eyes closed, allowing this beast to have his way with her.

She didn’t want to struggle futilely as it would only make her injuries worse, making it harder for her to escape his clutches.

Even though she’d never done it before, she now understood that she must endure the humiliation and wait for the right opportunity to escape.

After venting his desires, Lan Liehuo felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him. He rolled Ye Yingsu over. Whether it was because of the pain or something else, Ye Yingsu looked devastated. Her face was wet with sweat, her wet hair stuck to her fair and delicate features. The way she was panting heavily, like a wounded beast, inexplicably exuded a fragile beauty.

Lan Liehuo brushed the hair off her face, a tinge of pity rising within him. Seemingly impulsively, he leaned over and bit her lower lip.

Ye Yingsu couldn’t help but let out a small whimper. Until now, she had clenched her teeth, refusing to make a sound, no matter what he did to her.

Her sounds stimulated Lan Liehuo who was quickly revitalized and continued to kiss her while taking hold of her.

If it weren’t for her bleeding injuries, Lan Liehuo would have probably continued their battle for another three days and nights.

He let her go, fetched medication, and tended to her wounds.

After applying the medication, Lan Liehuo laid down, hugging her, preparing to sleep.

Although the woman was as cold and hard as a stone, it was surprisingly comforting to hold her and even more so to indulge himself with her.

He was tired of those submissive women; this woman was fiery and flavorful. This kind of painful but pleasurable intercourse suited his animal instincts more.

In the middle of the night, Lan Liehuo woke up feeling hot. It felt as if he was hugging a furnace, the heat making him sweat profusely.

Just as he was about to curse, he heard the woman in his arms talking in her sleep, "Shao Qian, no... Shao Qian, Shao Qian..."

Lan Liehuo became rigid abruptly. Was she calling his brother’s name in her sleep?

He frowned at her, not pleased and, slapping her face, he said, "Wake up, Ye!"

"Shao Qian, I’m sorry, I’m sorry... Don’t blame me, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it..." Ye Yingsu apologized to Lan Shaoqian as she cried.