You Owe Me, My Love Chapter 214
You Owe Me, My Love Chapter 214
Bai Rong was surprised to see him. I thought he left this morning. Didn’t he say I could take the week off? He even tossed my handbag out. Why is he showing up here now?
“You seem to have a lot of free time on your hands, Chief,” Bai Rong mocked. Her gaze pierced him, and every word she said was meant to hurt.
Gu Mingchen stared back at her, his gaze quiet. Bai Rong felt bored, for her flames of fury weren’t reciprocated. Instead, it fizzled out when it met Gu Mingchen’s calm demeanor. Thus, she kept her silence too.
They looked at each other, there was oddity in the air.
“Are you still mad?” Gu Mingchen asked in a gentle tone. He was infuriated when he left, but he didn’t go back to the base. When he traced her location, he could see that she went to the hotel and the rehab center. But the moment he saw that she went to the café, he couldn’t sit still anymore. Even though they were fighting, but he still came to the café and waited for her.
Bai Rong stared down, composing herself in the moment of silence. Being angry won’t solve anything. It’ll only poison me and I don’t need that. ”You came just in time. I just got a case that will need me to be away for three months,” Bai Rong cut to the chase.
Gu Mingchen frowned, his chest heaved as his breathing turned heavier. “You think I’ll agree to that?”
“I can get Mu Xiaosheng to send someone if you urgently need help at the base. It won’t hinder your work.”
Gu Mingchen glowered at her. “I have specifically asked for you,” he growled.
“Everyone in the research institute is a pro in psychological tests. They’re on par with me. Working with you is a volunteer job, while the patient I took is related to my career and livelihood. You can’t force me
to do anything I don’t want,” Bai Rong justified her action.
“I can pay you too. You can ask for any amount you want. I can even pay you anything they offer you too,” Gu Mingchen pressed on.
Bai Rong was frustrated, a frown creasing her forehead. “Is there no room for negotiation?”
“What do you think? You have only given me three months, and that’s all gone once you take this job. This is unfair to me, Bai Rong,” Gu Mingchen replied as calmly as he could. He knew what she was thinking.
“I’m being unfair? What about you? Have you ever been fair to me?” The things he told her the last two days scrambled her mind. She didn’t want to think, and all she could feel was frustration.
“How have I been unfair to you?” Gu Mingchen stared at her.
She didn’t want to keep on complaining. It’d make her look like a wench. “Gu Mingchen, as a professional psychologist, I can tell you that we’re incompatible. Since there’s no point in us seeing each other anymore, why you are still forcing this?” Bai Rong stood her ground.
Her statement was like an ultimatum, and it infuriated him. He snapped, anger welling up in his eyes, threatening to burn her up. “I can’t be as capricious as you and I have a responsibility to Zhou Hailan. Why must you force me to choose between the two of you? Must you be this obsessed? You’re being unreasonable.”
He made her sound like a harsh, unreasonable, selfish, and distant person. She recalled him telling her that Gu Mingchen wouldn’t fall for a cold woman like her. He liked women who were cute, lively, sunny, and vivacious. Nope. That’s just not me.
Ever since she was a child, she grew up in a dark, cold world. She wasn’t forcing him to choose. Instead, she was just giving up.
There was no longer an ounce of warmth in her gaze. She had decided to leave and start afresh. There was no point staying with someone who couldn’t understand her, admire or love her. “What do you want me to do then?” She looked into his eyes.
“Leave it to me. I’ll handle it. I’ll marry you as promised. Just give me some time,” he said.
“The three months I’m gone for work won’t be counted toward the three months I gave you. You’ll still have three months once I come back, making it six months. Is that enough?” she negotiated.
Gu Mingchen knew this was the most she could do. He cooled his head off and looked at her. At that point, he didn’t know if there was any love between them. “So you can only tolerate me for six months?” he snapped back, his gaze sharp.
Bai Rong’s heart ached. “It’s not too late to find out that I’m this kind of woman. You’ll find out even more flaws, Gu Mingchen. The day where you realize I’m not the person you like comes; will you still stay with me, even if it pains you? Or will you cut off the source of the pain?
“Don’t make any rash decisions before you fully know what kind of person I am, and don’t force me to give you my all. You know nothing about me. You have no right to ask me to do that,” she shot back.
She knew her reply would cut all their ties off, but she thought enough was enough. She was hurt too much, and she was keeping everyone out. Never would she give herself to anyone that easily anymore.
“Let’s go back to the base for now.” Gu Mingchen didn’t answer her question.
Since her luggage was still in the base, she went into his car as suggested.
Lieutenant Song was driving. Gu Mingchen looked tense and pensive like he was deep in thought while Bai Rong just looked outside.
She used to love reading magazines. Some talked about the things young ladies should know, while some talked about the little things in life, gleaned through years of experience. She remembered a story she read before.
‘After marrying her husband, a gorgeous woman stopped dressing up or taking care of herself. All she cared about were chores and her children. In the end, her husband ended up feeling disgusted with her, who was no longer beautiful, and he found himself a mistress. The woman decided to get a divorce and went back to her old self. She started taking care of herself and dressed up once more.
‘Then, the woman’s ex-husband bumped into his ex-wife on a business banquet. She was shining bright like a diamond, elegant and inspiring, walking with her new husband, chatting with the people in the big leagues. A woman could be an angel or a demon. It all depends on the man they chose.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.