My Dominant Contract Husband Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 643: The Scar on the Wrist (5)
Could it be... Gu Ningyi has returned?
Before this thought even surfaced in her mind, Dong Xin Yan’s legs instinctively headed towards the living room.
It was already late at night, very quiet around, and Dong Xin Yan could clearly hear the sound of her hurried footsteps, and that... out-of-rhythm heartbeat.
Step by step she walked in; the living room was dark, with only a light on the wall emitting a dim, warm glow.
By the faint light, Dong Xin Yan saw that familiar figure. It really was him, he had come back...
The man’s tall body was sprawled on the sofa. He seemed uncomfortable, with his dark eyes half-closed, brows furrowed tightly, and his face not looking well. His hand was pressing hard on his temple, and his other hand was clenched into a light fist, held to his chest.
What’s wrong with him?
Dong Xin Yan hurriedly brushed her hair to both sides of her cheeks, slightly covering her face, then put on a coat, zipped it up tight, making sure she wouldn’t be easily recognized, before stepping forward and slowly getting closer.
As she approached, the pungent smell of alcohol hit her, and Dong Xin Yan couldn’t help but frown further, a hint of worry surfacing in her eyes.
How could Gu Ningyi have drunk so much?
Recently, he seemed so well, full of vigor. A few days ago, she saw in a magazine that Gu Ningyi had been in the United States for just over four months and had already appeared on the cover of a famous financial magazine, hailed as the new leader in the business world. Moreover... wasn’t his relationship with that Xin Ruo developing quite smoothly, heralding success in both love and career? How could he end up drinking to this state?
Was it because he was happy he drank so much? Or because... had he quarreled with Xin Ruo?
Her teeth bit hard on her lower lip, a sourness rising uncontrollably in her heart, mixed with deep sadness. Now, no matter what happened to Gu Ningyi, it had nothing to do with her, not even the slightest possibility for speculation. But before, it was... only she who could affect his mood.
Despite the sadness, seeing Gu Ningyi’s discomfort, Dong Xin Yan still bent down, leaned closer to him, her red lips slightly parted, "Gu..."
She reflexively wanted to call his name, but after uttering "Gu," she suddenly remembered her current identity and quickly changed her words, "Young Master? Young Master? Wake up!"
After calling several times, Gu Ningyi’s long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids seemed to lift, but ultimately he did not open his eyes and lay there, motionless.
Dong Xin Yan had no choice. Unable to wake him, she couldn’t just let him sleep on the sofa, so she had to help him, intending to move him to the room on the second floor.
Though Gu Ningyi had lost some weight in the past few months, he was still a tall man. Dong Xin Yan gritted her teeth and used all her strength to help Gu Ningyi onto the second floor, staggering towards his bedroom.
When she finally got him onto the bed, Dong Xin Yan collapsed onto the bed’s edge, panting heavily.
Lying on the bed, Gu Ningyi still looked uncomfortable, his brows furrowed even more, sleeping restlessly with cold sweat constantly on his forehead.
Ignoring her need for rest, Dong Xin Yan got up and went to the bathroom, came out with a warm towel.
As she came out, the slow murmur of the man’s voice reached her ears, as if he was calling a name.
