A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 898: Guilt
Whenever the possibility of losing her crossed Jiang Jingheng’s mind, it was as if fear crept all over his heart.
In the past, he had nothing, even the world’s colors appeared gray and white; life and death seemed insignificant.
Until one day, he saw the sunlight, saw those golden sunflowers, and saw her.
From that day on, this soulless body came back to life, and his heart filled with anticipation—anticipation of meeting her, of being together with her forever.
Therefore, he was willing to do anything.
But if there were no more of her in this world, his existence would be devoid of meaning.
Mu Yan was so affected by Jiang Jingheng’s words, "I only have you," that she broke down in tears, hugging him, overwhelmed by guilt and heartache.
At the time, she hadn’t thought much; she just didn’t want him to worry.
But he wasn’t wrong. She habitually carried her burdens alone, neglecting his feelings as her husband.
There are no secrets that remain forever hidden; one day, he would find out.
And by then, would he act indifferent after knowing?
No, he wouldn’t. He loved her so deeply that no matter when he found out, he would be heartbroken.
By then, he would surely feel she didn’t care enough for him.
This crying seemed endless, as if it would last a lifetime. As Mu Yan cried, she eventually fell asleep.
Jiang Jingheng placed her on the bed, tucked her in, and leaned by the bedside to watch her sleep, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.
They had been married for a year and a half. Many nights, he had woken from his dreams to watch her like this, as if he could never get enough.
Of course, his Mrs. Jiang genuinely had such an appeal, reaching deep into his heart.
Sometimes he felt as if her existence was tailor-made for him.
She taught him to experience all the joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures of this world, making him love her to his very bones.
Though he hadn’t rested for a day and a night, he wasn’t the least bit tired now; he only hoped time would stay frozen in this moment.
The next morning, when Mu Yan woke, she found herself in a warm embrace.
She habitually stretched lazily and then snuggled deeper into his arms.
Suddenly, a pair of hands rested on her waist, pulling her in close.
Mu Yan slowly opened her eyes and saw the unshaven yet uniquely charming man before her, and smiled, "You’re awake?"
"Mm." His voice was a bit hoarse, as he opened his eyes, a misty look appeared in them, not entirely clear.
He kissed her forehead and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"A little, I’ll get up first, and you can rest a bit more."
As Mu Yan prepared to get up, she suddenly felt him moving beside her.
Seeing him sit up, she asked, "Why don’t you sleep a little longer?"
It was so late when he arrived last night; how could such little sleep be enough?
"Let’s have breakfast first," Jiang Jingheng replied.
Mu Yan recalled that he had been on a plane all day yesterday, and with the time difference, he probably hadn’t eaten for over twenty hours.
"Okay."
She got up, but as she was about to stand, she felt a bit of pain in her knee.
Seeing her standing still, Jiang Jingheng asked, "What’s wrong?"
Mu Yan turned her head, looking at him with a grievance, "My knee hurts."
Seeing her like this pained Jiang Jingheng’s heart; he immediately got out of bed to check her injury. Although it was just a scrape, since it was on her knee, walking would surely cause pain.
He furrowed his brows and said, "Don’t walk for the next few days, come back home with me tonight."
