Su Xingyu thought it was a maid and said, "Thank you for bringing the clothes over. Please place them…"
She turned around as she spoke, but the second half of her sentence seemed stuck in her throat. She saw a man standing by the bathroom door. His tall figure was against the light, and there were no expressions on his chiseled and handsome face. The man was wearing a clean shirt and looked at her while holding the clothes in his hands. "Where should I put them?"
She managed to let out a scream and staggered backward, accidentally tripping over and falling to the ground. Water filled the cold and smooth tiles of the bathroom. If she fell hard, even a fracture would be considered light! She instinctively wanted to maintain her balance. In her panic, she grabbed onto something, but her waist tightened as something brought her into a firm embrace.
Only then did she realize she had grabbed Lu Shifeng's sleeve.
She was still in shock, but she shook him off as if she had been electrocuted. Her movements were too big, and she fell back again.
Lu Shifeng pulled her back and held her close to his chest. At their feet, clean clothes were scattered all over the floor.
Su Xingyu was utterly naked, and her body was pressed tightly against his shirt and trousers. The slightly stiff and cold material of his shirt made her blush in embarrassment and anger. She could not help but scold him softly, "Let go of me!"
Lu Shifeng only looked at her. "Can you stand still?"
One of her legs was already injured. After the shock, he saw blood flowing out from the wound again.
The showerhead, which she wasn't able to turn off in time, released a crystalline mist that fell on the two of them. Lu Shifeng maintained hugging her tightly and reached out his long arm to effortlessly turn off the showerhead. He lifted her chin with one hand. "Are you afraid to see me?"
Nonsense!
She cursed him in her heart and pushed him again. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
But he pinned her hands behind her back. "I don't like being disobeyed."
She was so angry that she was trembling. Her smooth body was exposed to his line of sight, causing all her blood to rush to her head. The nightmarish event two years ago was back again. She was almost about to cry. "Get out! Hurry up and get out! Lu Shifeng, don't be like this. You… can you get out… Don't treat me like this!"
His eyes darkened as he looked at the girl in his arms without saying anything.
In his arms, her slender and thin body was trembling as if she had received a tremendous shock, terrified and at a loss. He felt a little irritated in his heart. Was he that scary? "You're my wife," he said stiffly after a while. "You're already married to me. Why are you still so reserved? Which part of you have I not seen before?"
"You… Shameless!" She cried out, her eyes glistening with tears.
Even if she was already married to him, it did not mean that she was prepared to be intimate with him. When she received the marriage certificate, she did not have time to consider this problem. She regretted it. She regretted it now. She lamented how she had so carelessly sent herself into the tiger's den. She shook her head wildly. The scene from that night two years ago appeared before her eyes in pieces. She should have known that he was a terrifying demon. She was… too stupid!
"I… I'm not getting married," she said between sobs. "We… will get a divorce."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt his grip on her wrist tighten. She felt as if her bones were about to break. A storm brewed in his dark eyes, and his every word was as cold as ice. "Su Xingyu, do you think that I, Lu Shifeng, am someone you can get married to and get a divorce with whenever you want?"
She was so frightened that she could not speak. The tears in her eyes fell one after another, leaving only pleading. She did not want to experience the horror of that night again. She did not know what would happen next if she was pressed under him without any dignity…
Her tears finally moved him. Instead, no woman had ever shed tears like this in front of him.
He still remembered that night two years ago. She had also cried like this and said, "Don't… Please…" In so many dreams, he would remember her sad cries.
In the bathroom, her weak body temperature and the fragrance from her hair were like an invisible string that tugged at his heart, making him want to press her against his chest and plunder her ruthlessly. However, he still controlled himself and let go of her bit by bit. "One month."
She looked up at him, confused, with tears in her eyes.
He explained in a cold voice, "I'll give you a month to recuperate and adapt to your new identity. After a month, you can forget about escaping." He felt like he was very kind to give her such a long period to adapt. Since she had already become his wife, she naturally had to give birth to children for him and do her duty as a wife. He was not interested in getting a divorce and remarrying. That would be too troublesome.
With that, he left the bathroom.
Su Xingyu stared at his back view in a daze. It was like she had lost her last bit of strength as she fell onto the cold, hard ground. She buried her head between her knees and started crying. One wrong step and every step was wrong. A single slip could cause lasting sorrow.
Ten minutes later, a maid brought over another set of clean clothes.
The older maid had a kind smile on her face. "I'm sorry, Young Madam. I didn't know your size, and I didn't know if the clothes I prepared at the last minute would fit you. A tailor will come tomorrow to custom-make your clothes for you. Please bear with this."
Su Xingyu had long dried her tears. If one did not look closely, they would not be able to tell that she had cried.
She used a soft white towel to wrap herself up and whispered, "I'm not feeling aggrieved." Although the set of clothes had not been unfolded yet, it only took one look at the materials, and she knew instantly that it was much better than what she wore at the Su family. She took them and asked the maid, "Oh, right. Didn't the butler already say that he would get a maid to send the clothes in? Why did your Young Master come in just now?"
If that weren't the case, she wouldn't have let her guard down and should have locked the door.
The maid looked at her with a smile. "Young Master saw that I was too busy, so he gave me a hand. Young Madam, Young Master dotes on you. In the past, he never did anything like serving others."
Serve others?
Su Xingyu felt sour in her heart. How could the situation just now be called serving others? It was him bullying someone.
She reluctantly said to the maid, "Alright, go do your work. I'll do this myself."
After she had sent the maid off, she picked up the set of clothes and unfolded them. It was a very beautiful dress. At first glance, it was not eye-catching, but it was very appropriate. It took care of both comfort and home, and the soft material stuck to her skin was like a wisp of cloud. She put it on with little effort and stood in front of the full-length mirror to take a glance at herself. The girl in the mirror had exquisite eyes and eyebrows, and her long hair was slightly loose. The way she stood quietly was elegant and beautiful as if she was born to be compatible with this expensive dress.
This was a real socialite's attire.
Ever since her mother died more than ten years ago, she had never worn such good clothes.
Now that she was wearing it, she felt a little emotional.