Lin Feiâer looked at Jiang Haoxuan quietly and her eyes were fixed on his long neck.
If the carotid nerve was cut, in less than two or three minutes, Jiang Haoxuan could not be saved.
Lin Feiâer imagined that scene in her brain and her eyes were appallingly cold and gloomy.
With red eyes, there was only one thought in Lin Feiâerâs mindâthat was, to kill this man.
Just when Lin Feiâer wanted to stab him, Jiang Haoxuan who had been sleeping, turned all of a sudden to reach out for the person beside him.
âAnâning, where are you...?â
Jiang Haoxuan murmured with his eyes shut and there was anxiousness in his voice.
Suddenly, Jiang Haoxuan touched Lin Feiâer and grabbed her leg at once. The irritated look on his face subsided in an instant and his smile appeared once more.
Lin Feiâer was scared out of her wits by Jiang Haoxuanâs gesture and almost thought he was awake.
Yes, after the encounter, Lin Feiâer was still afraid of this man subconsciously.
However, Jiang Haoxuan was really asleep and his smile was still contented. Anyone who saw him now would think he was having a good dream.
Lin Feiâer looked at him coldly but it didnât lessen her aversion toward this man.
With Jiang Haoxuanâs interruption, Lin Feiâerâs intention to kill him was shaken and she was hesitant.
This man was the biological brother of Su Wanâs husband, not to mention his noble identity.
If she were to really kill him, the Jiang family members would definitely not let go of her.
How sad would her elderly parents be by then?
Lin Feiâerâs lips were pursed into a cold straight line. Just now, she had been carried away by her anger. Now that she thought it over, she was hesitant.
It was an impulsive and instant hatred but the troubles that followed were not easy to be rid of.
The man who was dreaming didnât know Lin Feiâerâs current dilemma. He didnât even know he had taken one round in hell.
Lin Feiâer slowly put down the fruit knife. She heard a soft murmur from Jiang Haoxuan.
After listening closely, it was Sheng Anâning, the white lotusâ name.
Huh, he was indeed infatuated but he was in love with the wrong person...
A sharp light flashed through Lin Feiâerâs eyes. Then, she pulled her hand away immediately.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jiang Haoxuan, who was deeply asleep, was thinking of Sheng Anâning subconsciously. When he felt Lin Feiâer shake off his hand, he frowned at once.
Lin Feiâerâs eyes swept across Jiang Haoxuan. Her eyes were cold with a trace of disgust.
She didnât have Stockholmâs syndrome and would not have affection toward this man who had raped her.
âAnâning, donât go...â
Hearing Jiang Haoxuanâs broken sentence, Lin Feiâer started to think what she should do.
To Lin Feiâer, todayâs encounter was too sudden and too humiliating.
Since she didnât plan to kill him, she would regard this as being bitten by a dog and that nothing had happened.
From a rational point of view, Jiang Haoxuan had regarded her as Sheng Anâning. He was obviously unconscious.
Even when the drunkard woke up and found himself uncomfortable, he would only regard it as a dream.
How did Jiang Haoxuan appear in her room...?
Lin Feiâer recollected herself and started to check his clothes. Sure enough, she found a gold-plated room card in the pocket of his outer coat.
The room card had a VIP logo on it and it was a universal card for all floors.
Bitterness appeared in her dark eyes. If Jiang Haoxuan had not gone into the wrong room, how would she have suffered such a sin today?
Lin Feiâer shut her eyes and her bright face was pale at the moment. She clenched her hands tightly and she had a restrained look.
If she had guessed correctly, Jiang Haoxuanâs room should be the one opposite hers.
Lin Feiâer took a long sigh. She resisted the grievances and discontentment at the bottom of her heart. She put on the outer coat for Jiang Haoxuan and then put him on her shoulders as she dragged him towards the door.
Fortunately, until Lin Feiâer opened the opposite room door with the room card, Jiang Haoxuan did not wake up.
Lin Feiâer quickly threw Jiang Haoxuan onto the quilt and put the gold-plated card back into its original place. She then ran away in a flash.
After she returned to her bedroom, she could smell the smell that hadnât gone away. Lin Feiâerâs eyes were dark and she felt like vomiting but couldnât.
She quietly cleaned up the traces in the room and then opened the window for ventilation.
After that, Lin Feiâer buried herself in the bathroom.
A steady stream of hot water flowed through her body. She rubbed herself so hard that she almost broke her skin.
She was just disgusted being raped by a stranger but could do nothing.
She didnât expect to encounter such a thing in her lifetime, and it was on her best friendâs wedding day.
Tomorrow morning when she woke up, she would bury everything in her heart as if nothing had happened.
Lin Feiâer didnât know how long she had been in the bathroom. The misty water vapor floated up to her brows, curling in the small space, making her face look blurry.
She looked down and her tears fell into the bathtub as they disappeared very quickly.
Lin Feiâer sighed very softly and stood up slowly. She changed into a new set of pyjamas.
The bedroom had left a psychological scar on her. Even with a new set of furniture, she would be reluctant to use it again.
The moonlight from outside the window shone into the living hall. Lin Feiâer curled up on the velvet sofa alone in her blanket.
The petite and slender body looked inexplicably lonely.
âGo to sleep. Everything will be okay when you wake up tomorrow.â Lin Feiâer consoled herself. Then, slowly, she went into dreamland.
That night, Lin Feiâer had a horrible nightmare. In her nightmare, someone was pressing on her and she couldnât move.
Lin Feiâerâs breathing became more intense but no matter how she struggled, she did not wake up.
***
Lin Feiâer woke up early the next morning probably because there was a knot in her heart.
Before the sky was bright outside, Lin Feiâer walked to the window and saw the cool morning breeze blowing against the silk curtain, making swooshing sounds.
She brushed off the tears at the corner of her eyes and slowly walked into the bathroom. She forced a smile on her face. Before she went home later, she would have to say goodbye to Su Wan. She couldnât let others see her unhappiness.
Since she had decided to let go of last nightâs incident, she had to really let go.
No matter what, Lin Feiâer was not an unreasonable person and would not attempt suicide because of an incident like this.
Lin Feiâer took the lift to the hotel lobby and discovered that Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng were there too.
With Lin Feiâerâs character, she should tease them about their wedding night.
However now, Lin Feiâer had lost her mood to do so. She merely greeted Su Wan smilingly.
âGood morning Wan and Young Master.â
Su Wan, who was talking to Jiang Xuecheng, waved smilingly immediately when she saw Lin Feiâer approaching.
âFeiâer, the breakfast in this hotel is very nice. Come and try it quickly!â