This silence, like a heavy shackle, completely crushed the last trace of warmth between the two.
Ji Zhuo felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest, making him feel extremely suffocated. He blurted out, "You don't even want your daughter anymore?"
Now that things have come to this, Lin Xihe knows that for either herself or Ji Zhuo, further compromise would only increase their suffering and be utterly meaningless.
“Lord Ji, there are countless women who want to have your child, but I am determined to take Tangbao back with me. If you are so eager for the joy of having a child around your knees, you can always find someone else to have one.”
As soon as she spoke, Lin Xihe keenly noticed that Ji Zhuo's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his rapid panting seemed to be suppressing endless anger. She knew in her heart that she had once again successfully angered him.
At this moment, every inch of air in this room seemed to be filled with a suffocating smell of gunpowder. If we stayed any longer, the conflict would probably only intensify.
Thinking this, Lin Xihe threw off the blanket covering her and sat up straight, preparing to leave, when Ji Zhuo suddenly grabbed her wrist with such force that it felt like he was going to crush her bones.
"You used to love me, but everything changed after you had his child!" Ji Zhuo's voice was full of anger and resentment, like a wounded beast roaring.
"Is it true that once you get pregnant with someone's child, you'll shower that person with all your love and care?"
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Lin Xihe, his gaze seeming to burn her.
Hearing this series of questions, and seeing Ji Zhuo leaning forward as if about to press down on her, Lin Xihe instantly understood his intentions, and a sense of fear and panic welled up in her heart.
Why do you have to provoke me like this? Why do you have to push me to the brink, making it hard for me to breathe?
"Ji Zhuo... I don't want to argue with you, let me leave."
In Ji Zhuo's voice, bitterness spread like a surging tide, wave after wave.
He repeatedly warned himself that he could not do anything irreversible to Lin Xihe under such tense circumstances.
Looking back on the time they spent together, there were countless times when he restrained his desire for her because he loved her.
"Xi'er, I've done everything I could for you, and I've given up everything I could. Isn't that enough?"
Ji Zhuo's tone carried a hint of pleading; he longed for Lin Xihe to understand his predicament and to see everything he had sacrificed for this relationship.
"But what about you? You actually want me to risk everything, the lives of hundreds of my family members, all for my rival, to betray the emperor who watched me grow up and treated me like a son? Just because I can't do it, you're going to leave me so decisively?"
Ji Zhuo became more and more agitated as he spoke, and finally couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, a laugh full of self-mockery and sorrow.
Lin Xihe naturally understood that Ji Zhuo had his own helplessness and insistence, and that she had been hiding the truth from her father because she didn't want him to be in a dilemma.
Lin Xihe tried to make her voice sound firm and calm: "I never forced you to do that, it's just that our paths in life have diverged, and it's time for us to go our separate ways."
"Oh!"
Ji Zhuo let out a cold, mocking laugh.
"Xi'er, I can't be humble and subservient? I can't even fawn over you? In that case, so be it, let's live in hell together, and neither of us will have an easy time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zhuo tightly gripped Lin Xihe's hand, his grip tightening as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.
At this moment, he had completely lost his usual rationality and restraint. He was like a wild beast that had been thoroughly enraged and was about to go berserk, exuding a chilling aura that made Lin Xihe tremble involuntarily.
"Let me go, Ji Zhuo!"
Lin Xihe cried out in terror, her voice trembling with sobs.
"Ji Zhuo, you once said you wouldn't do this to me..."
Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness. The beautiful memories of the past and the cruel reality of the present intertwined, causing her unbearable pain.
Ji Zhuo's breathing was heavy, his eyes filled with madness and determination. He suddenly reached out and tore apart the last bit of restraint and composure between the two of them.
At this moment, he had no more worries, and all his patience collapsed.
She was his to begin with, and he was convinced that if he could completely possess her now, she would side with him in the same way she had with Gu Qinghuai.
Ji Zhuo forcefully used his knee to pry open Lin Xihe's legs, venting his anger freely.
Lin Xihe closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks, helplessly enduring Ji Zhuo's madness.
Despair completely overwhelmed her, and her mental defenses crumbled at that moment.
"999... I want to go home..."
Her voice was broken and weak, filled with endless pleading and despair.
"999... Please, it's all my fault, let me go home..."
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