Seemingly unable to bear seeing her calm gaze, the anger in Thirteen's chest rose even higher, burning fiercely like a wildfire.
He strode over, grabbed her arm, and moved closer to her.
He Yue turned her head away, coldly asking, "What are you doing, Master?"
"You are the master's wife, what do you think the master wants to do?" Thirteen's hand, gripping her shoulder blade, almost crushed her. He tried to suppress the anger in his chest and used a matter-of-fact tone to snort coldly.
He Yue turned to look at him, her eyes cold.
Thirteen suddenly deflated, lowered his eyes, his expression gradually turning dejected, and a bitter smile curled at the corner of his lips: "What do you take me for? You think you can just shove anyone at me? Is I really that worthless in your eyes?"
He Yue remained unmoved.
He was the one who broke his promise and favored other women first, isn't it ridiculous to say this now?
"Tell me! What exactly is I to you?" Unable to get an answer from her, Thirteen grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently, his anger barely contained.
“Of course, you are my husband, the Thirteenth Prince.” She parted her lips slightly and smiled faintly.
But such a title and such a way of speaking only made Thirteen's heart sink even further, and he became even more unwilling to accept it.
I wanted to smash that smile on her face to shreds.
"I need to rest now, Master, you should go back." Heyue yawned, too lazy to deal with him anymore.
Watching her cold and aloof demeanor, Thirteen felt a pang of bitterness.
When did they fall to such a state? Everything was perfectly fine before.
It seems that ever since she learned about her feelings for Fourth Brother, she has become increasingly anxious and insecure. Now that the truth has finally come out, is she no longer going to pretend?
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