Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Better Kill Me with One Strike

Outside, thunder and lightning raged, and An Ruo couldn’t sleep, her eyes fixed on the scene outside the window.

Having not eaten enough for several days, her stomach was very hungry, and she was enduring severe discomfort. Today, Tang Yuchen hadn’t returned, so she decided to go downstairs to find something to eat.

Because of the thunder and lightning, she could see things clearly even without turning on the lights.

Groping her way to the kitchen, An Ruo took two apples from the refrigerator and planned to head upstairs.

Just as she entered the living room, suddenly a tall shadow cast from behind her appeared in front of her. An Ruo sharply turned around and saw a dark figure standing behind her. Fearfully and without thinking, she raised her hand and viciously threw an apple at it.

The apple struck the person’s face, and he immediately clutched his nose, emitting a pained grunt.

Hearing his voice, An Ruo, not knowing what she was thinking, raised the second apple and threw it even harder at his forehead.

holding it tightly, and gritted his teeth as he demanded, "You did that

blinked and shook off his hand, "Do you not know that scaring people can scare them to death? What are you doing standing behind me for no reason? Besides, it’s dark and I

the lights, and the whole living room instantly

at her fiercely. Seeing him, An Ruo couldn’t help but burst into

even angrier. Suddenly, he felt something drop on the

nose was

to wipe off the blood, he looked sinisterly towards An Ruo, catching the schadenfreude

she hadn’t hit him with the apple, would he be

thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more embarrassed he

not allowed to eat? Yet you dare sneak apples to eat secretly! No wonder you’re not hungry. It turns out you’ve been playing the thief

said I wasn’t allowed to have meals, not that I couldn’t have fruit. Tang Yuchen, don’t be so petty. If you’re unwilling to feed me, then let me go. I

"Let you go? Wishful thinking! You are my possession, and I

is to starve me to death, I think you might as well kill me with one strike and