The Adonis Next Door: 100 Days of Forced Love-Chapter 976: Love Comes Softly (4)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“I’ve treated you so well. Everything you have in your life today is because of me, yet you’ve turned your back on me after pushing me to the edge of the cliff. Can you rest easy? ƒ𝘳ee𝔀e𝚋n૦𝐯el.c𝗼𝓂

“Haha... Wu Hao, don’t think that I am unaware of your plans. You’re successful now and merely want to rekindle your old love. You’ve dealt with Xu Wennuan through my hands so that you can play the knight who rescues the damsel in distress. You want to use the ruse of injuring yourself to touch Xu Wennuan’s heart again... Hahaha... Wu Hao, you’re truly pathetic. You’re just like me. You’ll go to great lengths racking your brain to have a connection to the person you like. And I curse you for it, Wu Hao. Even with all you’ve done, you will never have her...”

Jiang Qianqian’s subsequent words finally touched a nerve, and Wu Hao, who had retained a calm and indifferent expression since the moment he had entered the room, suddenly pinched Jiang Qianqian’s jaws together and lifted her head up to see the chilling expression that consumed his face. He stared into her eyes with a fierce look in his eyes before saying through gritted teeth, “Jiang Qianqian, shut up. Do you really think for a moment that I won’t be able to rest easy? You’re overthinking it! Right now, I would like to slice you up into a thousand pieces!”

“Do you really think that I used your hands to hit you when you were down for the sake of Xu Wennuan?

“Have you forgotten all that you’ve done after having performed so many evil deeds for so long?”

As Wu Hao spoke, he lowered his voice and closed in on Jiang Qianqian’s ear. Speaking in a volume that only the two of them could hear, he emphasized each word. “Let me ask you. Did you drug the cake that you fed to me?”

“You’d already begun plotting against me before I’d even started my company and before I’d gotten together with you, correct?

“And then you used drugs to addict me to that cake you make and to coerce me into meeting you over and over again without being able to control myself...

“Jiang Qianqian, did you really think that I’m such a fool that I would allow you to toy with me forever?

“Hear me now: From the moment I realized that you’d been drugging me, I’ve been plotting a way to put an end to you!”

Jiang Qianqian was dumbfounded. She stared at Wu Hao with shock-filled eyes, as she could not fathom how he had discovered that she’d been drugging him all along.

Knowing what she was thinking, Wu Hao had no patience to explain it to her and, instead, finished what he had to say. “You better confess to your crimes obediently. Don’t think that I don’t know your brother’s involvement with drugs. If he ends up in here, as well, you’ll never get out of here, will you?”

After Wu Hao finished speaking, he released Jiang Qianqian’s jaw and left her to slump to the ground. After he straightened his back and tidied his shirt, he turned decisively and left the interrogation room.

Wu Hao walked up to his car parked outside the police station. His secretary opened the door for him and, after getting in, Wu Hao stared out the window in silence lost in thought. After a very long time, he finally said to his secretary, “Get me home.”

When the car reached the foot of Wu Hao’s apartment building, before his secretary could say goodbye, Wu Hao had already stepped out of the car and was heading toward the elevator inside. Once at his apartment door, Wu Hao keyed in the password and entered the room. He closed the door after him and dashed straight to the master bedroom without even bothering to remove his shoes. He then got in his bed, curled up his body, and bit hard into his sheets.

Something had entered his body and was tingling inside. It crawled into the depths of his bones and, although he desperately wanted the tingling to stop, he couldn’t figure out what was causing it. He reached out his hands and began to scratch his body in random spots until he accidently reopened the wounds on his back. Blood began to stream down his backside, but he did not stop scratching. All he could think about was the cake that Jiang Qianqian made.