She Asks for a Divorce Again-Chapter 132 - : Many Kisses

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Many Kisses

“Heyu?” Lu Yi called out with an unmistakable tone of worry, noticing the reluctance in Shen Heyu’s eyes.

“Doctor Lu.” She responded, her voice tinged with grievance.

The grievance was too apparent, Pei Yansi caught it immediately.

He was initially just angry about her resistance towards him, but now it had turned into fury. He hugged Shen Heyu tighter and tighter until she even began to find it hard to breathe.

“Why are you upset?” he lowered his head and kissed her earlobe gently. It appeared to be a kiss, but he was actually whispering into her ear, audible only to the two of them, “Do you want your little lover to save you? Do you still not understand the situation?”

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Shen Heyu felt a sticky wetness at her earlobe and shuddered.

Lu Yi asked, “What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Come over to me.” He reached out his hand to her, intending to pull her towards him.

Shen Heyu could distinctly feel the man behind her growing increasingly angry; he grasped her and turned to leave.

Before departing, he coldly dropped the words, “Doctor Lu will be very busy tomorrow, so busy he won’t have time to care about other things.”

Shen Heyu sensed the danger in his tone and subconsciously felt a very bad premonition, unable to help asking, “What are you planning to do? I’ve already agreed to stay by your side, please don’t…”

“What, so worried about him?”

Pei Yansi scoffed, seeing her struggling fiercely. He bent down, scooped her up, and strode into the villa.

Lu Yi still wanted to follow, but Chen Bo and a few other bodyguards stepped forward and warned, “Mr. Lu, guests are confined to certain areas, excluding the main house.”

Lu Yi glared angrily in the direction the two had left. He could see Shen Heyu’s resistance to Pei Yansi, yet she still came here with her daughter. Why?

She must have been threatened by Pei Yansi!

He needed to figure out how to rescue her. Previously, because she was still Pei Yansi’s wife, he had suppressed his own feelings, but now he couldn’t anymore—now was his only chance.

Shen Heyu was carried by Pei Yansi into the bedroom,

As the double bed inside the bridal chamber neared, Shen Heyu began to panic. She sensed what might happen next and resisted violently in Pei Yansi’s arms, “There are guests all around, today is Yuexue’s birthday, do you even have any humanity left!”

Pei Yansi ignored the struggling person in his arms. To him, her resistance was futile, hardly enough to counter him.

He threw her directly onto the large bed.

The bed was very soft, so despite being thrown, she didn’t feel any pain. She bounced softly three times before finally settling down.

Pei Yansi, seeing her still trying to escape, snorted coldly and said, “What about Yuexue’s birthday? It’s best if you get pregnant again today, so the next child could also be born around these days. Then both children can celebrate their birthdays together, easier for everyone.”

Shen Heyu’s ankle was suddenly grabbed by him, pulling her under him.

He propped his hands on either side of her body, looking down at her, eyes full of fury, and demanded, “What is your relationship with Lu Yi? Earlier you said Yuexue is his daughter, and just now I saw how worried he is about you, and you about him.”

“Whatever relationship you think it is!”

After saying those words, Shen Heyu regretted them.

Because she could clearly feel that Pei Yansi was very angry, and her words undoubtedly pushed him further toward the edge of his rage.

It was a fury that was about to erupt.

He reached out, intending to strip off her clothes.

She was terrified; this man had just mentioned having another child, and she wanted no further entanglement with him, let alone something as significant as a child.

She blurted out, “Are you going to force me again?”

Pei Yansi’s movements halted. He lowered his head to look at her, his gaze making Shen Heyu’s heart race.

He mused over the word in his heart, “force”?

Was all of this really forced upon her? Weren’t they in a relationship that she had agreed to?

After staring at her for a long time, she thought he would let her go, but then she heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone.

The sound was like the flipping of a switch for a certain fear inside her, yet Shen Heyu no longer struggled.

She knew very well that she couldn’t escape anything in his presence.

The laughter and noise of guests outside still came through the slightly open window, Shen Heyu felt utterly disappointed and closed her eyes, resigning herself to Pei Yansi’s mercy.

Yet in the end, Pei Yansi did not take the final step.

He gazed at her face and saw how unwilling she was.

He sighed, rolled over, and lay next to her. Both of them lay on the double bed, one on each side, neither speaking.

The room was eerily quiet.

Shen Heyu moved slightly and glanced sideways at him. She saw his eyes open, just staring blankly at the ceiling, his almost perfect profile bathed in sunlight, indescribably sexy and captivating.

His face had that compelling allure.

Shen Heyu got up, intending to leave, when she heard Pei Yansi suddenly say, “I genuinely want to remarry you.”

“You’re unwilling, and I don’t know what to do. I can only resort to extreme measures. But do you really have Lu Yi in your heart?”

Otherwise, why would she feel it was forced even though she was right by his side, having already agreed to it?

Also, earlier in the garden when he first kissed her, she only struggled initially, but when she saw Lu Yi appear, she started to panic.

Only fear in her heart could cause panic—she was afraid of being seen by Lu Yi.

A guilty conscience behaves like that.

Shen Heyu was silent for a few seconds before saying, “I don’t have him in my heart, but neither will I have you.”

“Why?” Pei Yansi rarely asked, “You used to…”

He paused, leaving his sentence incomplete.

She used to have him in her heart. He wasn’t a fool; of course, he could feel it. She had even once asked him if he had her in his heart.

Shen Heyu interrupted him, saying, “The past is the past.”

“Do you remember once, in the resting area of your office, the outfit you dressed Bai Sheng’er in?”

Pei Yansi was startled, seemingly taking a moment to carefully recall.

Only a few had worn his clothes, mainly Shen Heyu, so the memories were easily brought to mind.

Even though many years had passed, those recollections remained vivid upon reflection.

“I remember.”

“Do you know what that represents?”

Pei Yansi fell silent; he obviously didn’t know.

Shen Heyu sneered, saying, “I designed that outfit myself. There was a button shaped like a little fish on it.”