Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: What Her First Time Felt Like

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

It started to quiet down in the car. She wasn’t sure how long it was before Qiao Sinian spoke again.

“I’m here, I won’t let anyone bully you.”

It felt as though Ye Jiaqi’s heart had been stabbed fiercely by a knife. Her mind went blank all of a sudden.

She dug her nails into her hands to check whether she was dreaming at this moment.

At the age of eight, she was chased out of the house by her stepmother. She was so hungry that she cried on the streets. At that time, Qiao Sinian had tricked her with a lollipop to stop her crying.

Later, he took her home. He didn’t say much but said a sentence that she would remember for a lifetime, “If I’m here, I won’t let anyone bully you.”

At that time for her, that man was the sun. He warmed her heart.

She was moved to tears and turned to throw herself into his arms.

He had pushed her away in disgust, but his face remained gentle.

Ye Jiaqi wondered, if it weren’t for what happened three years, she would really believe that this man would protect her for life.

In those twelve years she lived with him, he was too nice to her. Nice to the extent that she felt that he liked her as well.

However, that was just her own misconception.

In his heart, he at most thought of her as his younger sister.

And when she climbed into his bed, he must have been disgusted. So disgusted that he immediately flew to England the very next morning.

Therefore, when he had learned that she had gotten pregnant, he tried to get rid of her child at the first possible time.

As she thought of this, Ye Jiaqi unconsciously rested her hands on her lower abdomen.

She would never forget the small life that lived in her belly for seven months.

No matter what, her child would never come back.

For the period of time she was pregnant, she had left the Qiao Residence and lived by herself.

When she was lonely, she would stroke her stomach and talk to her unborn child.

The little child had accompanied her for seven months. And for her, those were the happiest and most irreplaceable times.

She loved him so much, and also missed him so much…

Ye Jiaqi’s eyes started to form a layer of mist. She blinked trying to take back her tears.

“Master Qiao, don’t waste time and money here. There’s nothing I can repay you with.” Ye Jiaqi said blanky.

Her voice started to choke as Ye Jiaqi attempted to suppress her emotions.

“The last thing that I need is time and money.”

Ye Jiaqi really wanted to hit him!

If she really wanted to find out what had changed in him for these three years, it would be that he had become even more shameless.

Western culture and individuals were considered to be much more forward and unrestrained. Master Qiao must have gotten accustomed to that for the three years he had been over there.

“Then where is Master Qiao planning to take me to waste time and money?” Ye Jiaqi asked.

“Back to the master bedroom of the Qiao Residence. To look back on that night.” Updated from nov𝒆lbIn.(c)om

Subconsciously, Ye Jiaqi’s face started to turn red.

The master residence was his room… As for that night…

Ye Jiaqi’s face began to burn. Even the air conditioner in the car could not cool down her embarrassment.

After that matter happened, no one had ever mentioned it again. She didn’t mention it and Qiao Sinian definitely had not.

She had assumed, if she didn’t get pregnant off that time, they would both never ever mention what had happened.

“Master Qiao, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Can you ask the driver to stop, I want to go back?” Ye Jiaqi rebelled.

“Have I said something? Why is your face red?”

Qiao Sinian’s playful yet dubious tone made Ye Jiaqi feel more and more embarrassed. Her face began to flush red.

That night, she was incredibly drunk. She didn’t remember what her first time felt like. All she remembered was that it was painful.

She had also remembered that she held onto him for the entire time and refused to let him go.

She vaguely remembered that she had grabbed onto his waist and threw a tantrum whilst crying out “Again, again…” numerous times.

God, if there was something called moronic, it would be this..