<h4>Chapter 172: He’s Gone?</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Huo Yunting did not catch the book that flung at him. The paperbacknded with a loud crash on the floor, but neither of them paid it any attention.


    Her nose was red, and her eyes were bloodshot. She had been crying.


    Huo Yunting smiled and spoke more softly, “It’s good to learn to entertain yourself. Just do that when I’m not around.”


    Don’t go to Huo Chen again.


    Lu Zhaoyang put on her shoes and wanted to leave, but his hand was still on her waist. In the end, she settled for picking up the book and cing on hisp. She said calmly, “Here’s your book. Remove your hand, I’m going to get something to eat.”


    Huo Yunting sensed that she wanted to leave, so he scooped her up to carry her. “If you’re hungry, let’s eat together.”


    Lu Zhaoyang could not argue back, so she forced herself to endure the difort that came from being physically intimate with him.


    The book fell to the floor again. His long legs stepped over the book as they left the master bedroom.


    Dinner was unusually peaceful. Huo Yunting could sense that she was extremely worn out, so he kept quiet to avoid upsetting her any further.


    After dinner, they walked, one in front of other, to their bedroom.


    Lu Zhaoyang was not sure how to face the man. His passion for a certain shared activity of theirs made her shiver inside.


    “Remember to take your pills.”


    Huo Yunting stopped under the crystal chandelier and noticed her hesitation. He spoke up then, since he was not in the mood as well.


    His reminder made the pain in her arm surface once more. She nodded.


    “Get yourself a shower and go to bed. Think long and hard about who your husband is.”


    She had embraced Huo Chen, and willingly so. That made Huo Yunting extremely ufortable!


    Lu Zhaoyang bit on her lips and nodded again.


    The warm yellow lighting shone on her willowy figure. She heaved a long sigh.


    This absurd rtionship was about to end.


    Soon, she would not have to deal with Huo Yunting’s threats anymore.


    She heard the footsteps behind her walk away, and then the sound of the door closed shut.


    <i>He’s gone?</i>


    It was unbelievable, but after making sure that he had left, Lu Zhaoyang felt relieved.


    She walked out of the shower with a towel around her waist. A dark bruise on her arm was clearly visible. She looked at the medicine and warm water on her bedside cab. Huo Yunting had prepared them.


    She paused in a daze for a moment, and then took the medicine.


    Now, she must get a good night’s sleep. She had not been getting that for the past few days, and it was wearing her out.


    The promise she made to Huo Chen to leave this ce with him was so vivid that that she dreamed of their next destination.


    There was a tiny house in a small town in the suburbs. She opened the windows from inside, and saw arge windmill turning slowly outside.


    Her dream was long andforting, and she slept deeply that night.


    When she woke up foggily the next morning, the room was in pitch-ck darkness.


    The curtains were drawn. She frowned slightly, for she did not remember drawing the curtainsst night.


    Lu Zhaoyang got up from bed and pulled the curtains back. The bright morning sun greeted, and she had to raise her arm to shield her eyes.


    It was too bright.


    She had overslept.


    The office...


    Lu Zhaoyang cursed quietly. She pulled back all the curtains in the room until it waspletely flooded with light inside.


    Slowly, she washed herself and went downstairs, still in her casual clothing.


    <i>I’ll skip work today </i>, she decided happily!