Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2490: Chapter 294

Momo was jolted awake by a nightmare.

The soft, warm light fell on her pale cheeks, her trembling eyelashes revealing the fear and dread from her dream. Sitting up abruptly, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

Closing her eyes briefly, Momo lifted the quilt and got out of bed to get some water. Only when she reached the coffee table did she realize that she had finished the water in her cup before sleeping.

Suddenly, a sense of irritability arose in her heart.

She couldn’t pinpoint where the discomfort came from, just that her whole body felt uneasy. She opened the door, intending to go downstairs for some water.

Groggily reaching the stairwell, she noticed the lights were still on downstairs.

Not only that, she also heard her father’s voice.

Momo raised a hand to press her aching temples and took two steps down the stairs when a deep, familiar voice suddenly entered her ear.

Her breath caught, and her feet stopped abruptly.

Her long eyelashes quivered, and Momo instinctively turned to head back upstairs.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhan’s urgent voice came through, carrying an emotion that took her breath away and struck her heart, "Momo."

Momo’s body stiffened.

She turned her head to find Ye Zhan already walking out from the sofa, striding towards her.

Panic rose within her, triggering an instinct to flee.

Another "Momo" drilled into her ears, and somehow, Momo’s legs lost strength, failing to step onto the stair, causing her to tumble onto the stairs unsteadily.

The man behind sprinted up the stairs in just a few strides, the familiar masculine presence surged into her nostrils like a storm, overwhelming all her rationality in an instant.

"Don’t touch me."

Momo’s body trembled slightly, her voice sharp and frantic.

She was acutely aware of how unsightly she must look now, she didn’t want to see him.

"Momo, Momo."

Ye Zhan would not release her.

Instead of letting go, he tightened his grip around her, forcefully turning her to face him.

His deep eyes looked at her with a profound heartache, on her pale, small face and her reddened eyes that refused to meet his gaze.

Downstairs, everyone by the sofa stood up.

But no one went up the stairs.

Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen exchanged a glance, then he pulled her back to the sofa.

Chu Junming, Feng Yize, and the others breathed a sigh of relief; at least, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran weren’t so firmly against Ye Zhan and Momo being together.

They figured, with this, Ye Zhan might have a sliver of hope.

Gu Zhitong had his brows tightly knitted, eyes flooded with an indissoluble mist of worry.

On the second floor, Momo couldn’t break free from Ye Zhan’s grip. Finally, through blurry tears, she met his eyes filled with guilt, heartache, and myriad emotions.

In that gaze, she seemed to fall into an abyss.

Beyond redemption.

Innumerable emotions welled up in her heart at once, grievances, sadness, longing, anger... everything crashed against her nerves like tides.

She bit her lip instinctively.

But the man’s fingers stopped her.

Seeing her lips bitten by herself, his heart ached inexplicably.

"Momo."

His deep, gentle voice carried a lifetime of affection.

"Let me go first. How did my dad let you in?"

Momo lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

She was afraid that if she looked any longer, she would find it harder to let go, and the pain would increase.

"I won’t let go, and don’t struggle. I’m still recovering from my injury."

"Then why did you come?"

"I miss you."

"..."

Momo couldn’t control her tears from falling.

What did he miss about her when even she found herself unbearable now?

But Momo was rational.

When the man’s rough thumb wiped her tears, her body trembled lightly, and her rationality slowly cleared up, "You didn’t say all that just to talk to me like this, just let me go, tell me what you want to say, I’m listening."

Ye Zhan’s eyes flashed with pain, but he immediately concealed it, a faint curve on his lips as he released the girl from his arms, instead holding her hand.

"Alright, let’s go to your room."

So far, no one had come upstairs, which meant the elders downstairs tacitly approved of him talking to Momo.

Ye Zhan led Momo up the last step to the second floor.

The grip on her hand naturally tightened a bit, he turned softly to look at her, "Momo, which room is yours?"

Momo could not break free from his hold.

She didn’t bother to struggle anymore.

She simply said, "The second one in front."

Ye Zhan softly responded with a "hm," his eyes constantly watching Momo next to him, the more he looked, the deeper his heart ached for her.

Inside the room, Momo struggled to pull her hand free, a pair of cool eyes calmly looking at her, the tears in her eyes somehow forcibly suppressed.

"Ye Zhan, say whatever you have to say clearly at once."

"I want to stay with you."

Momo was taken aback.

She didn’t expect Ye Zhan’s first words would be this.

A moment later, a complex emotion flickered in her cool eyes; looking at Ye Zhan’s determined gaze, her heart once again unrestrainedly ached.

"Why do you even bother?"

"Momo, you’ve said I’m your hero. Even if you don’t want me, I don’t need to be any hero anymore."

Momo’s nose suddenly tingled with soreness.

She avoided his gaze, not wanting to be swayed by too many of his emotions, but this man in front of her, every word, every syllable, could make her heartache and tremble.

"Maybe I was wrong before, you are not my hero, we’re over. Ye Zhan, I won’t be with you anymore, nor do I need your company."

"But I need you, I won’t break up with you, Momo, you can’t be so cruel to yourself, nor can you decide our relationship alone."

Ye Zhan’s deep eyes locked on Momo, unable to resist grasping her shoulder, bringing her closer.

"But I don’t want to continue with you anymore."

"Momo, do you really have to break up with me?"

Ye Zhan sighed lightly, his voice suddenly softened.

He was so close, the clear, warm breath of a man driving away her rationality, affecting her thoughts.

Under his alluring gaze, Momo instinctively nodded.

"Then promise me one thing, and I’ll break up with you, how about that?"

She tried to endure but still couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

Ye Zhan felt a pang of anguish, raising his hand to wipe her tears away, not giving her a chance to dodge.

"Momo, let me stay with you for three months, and after that, I won’t bother you anymore."

"Three months?"

She murmured, repeating his request.

The tip of her heart, once again uncontrollably ached. The pain, like a virus, spread through her bloodstream into every cell of her body.

In the end, even breathing was painful.

"I don’t..."

"Momo, if you don’t agree, I won’t agree to break up with you."

Ye Zhan’s voice wasn’t high, it was gentle and calm, but the firm determination in his tone left no room for doubt.

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[Good night!]