Marry Me Quick

Chapter 600 No Punishment For Now

She heard the door open while still deep in thought.

She was tongue-tied when she saw Muchen standing in the doorway, glaring daggers at her.

She would have opened the door if she had known he was coming.

"I was going to open the door for you." Ziyue plopped down onto the bed. She beamed at him, feigning innocence.

Muchen narrowed his eyes at her. "Come here."

Not daring to refuse him, Ziyue stood up. Without bothering with shoes, she pocketed her phone and ran towards him.

Muchen frowned at her bare feet and picked her up.

Ziyue was quietly surprised.

Muchen carried her back to their room, placed her on the bed, and disappeared into the ensuite.

Ziyue suddenly remembered the hamster cage that was hidden under the quilt. Goosebumps covered her arms. She did not want to share a bed with a rodent.

She glanced at the bathroom, making sure that Muchen was still preoccupied with the shower. She picked up the hamster cage and hurried towards the door. As she approached the door, she heard Muchen's voice from behind, "You should sleep with them if you love them so much."

Ziyue froze and slowly turned around. There was Muchen, standing in the doorway to the ensuite.

Without even thinking about it, she hid the cage behind her back. "Didn't… Didn't you say you were going to take a shower?" She stammered.

"I didn't feel like it after all."

Muchen strode towards her. Before she could fully process what he had said, he had passed her and was out the door.

Slam!

Ziyue came to her senses at the sound.

Was Muchen planning on letting her go? She pondered.

There was no chance of that.

Ziyue gripped the doorknob and pushed.

She turned it, but it did not move.

What was going on?

She placed the hamster cage on the floor and twisted the knob with both hands. It did not budge.

She remembered what Muchen had said before about her sleeping with them.

Ziyue thought he was going to sleep in a separate room. She thought too kindly of him.

There was no way he was that kind.

How could her husband be so horrible to her?

He knew she hated mice, and yet he had the maids borrow Qin Jueyin's hamsters and toss them onto the dining table to scare her. Maybe she should be grateful that he hadn't found actual mice.

It was also possible that he had used the hamsters because he didn't have enough time to get mice.

Ziyue stomped the ground with anger.

Muchen had locked her in the room. She was not going to sleep on the bed where the hamsters were.

She burrowed into the couch and fiddled with her phone.

Maybe she was a closet masochist. It would explain how she could still calmly play with her phone and not get angry.

Bored out of her mind, she texted Xia: 'I don't think Muchen loves me anymore.'

How could he do this to her if he loved her?

Xia replied quickly.

The Adorable Miss An: 'Go see a psychiatrist if you're really that upset about it. Stop being so petty."

Petty? How was she petty? Muchen was the petty one here!

Ziyue felt she was being unfair. She sent Xia a list of offenses that Muchen had committed against her recently.

It took Xia a long time to respond to her. Maybe she was busy.

The Adorable Miss An: '[Crying laughter] Is the water in Country J okay? You're getting paranoid. Even if Mr. Qin did all those things, he still loves you. I've been crazy out of mind busy lately. I'll call you when I'm free. We can talk a little more about it then.

Ziyue laughed bitterly at her response.

She also felt a little emotional.

She knew better than anyone of her feelings for Muchen. She had faith in him. Even though they were times she doubted him, she would try her best to think of previous events that would solidify her feelings for him once more.

Forget about it. Just forgive him. He was like a child. Throwing tantrums at the drop of a hat. His temper had been out of control lately. Any little thing could trigger it.

It wasn't like he was doing this on purpose.

Surely not…

Ziyue comforted herself. It didn't take her long to drift off.

After a while, the door opened, and Muchen's large frame appeared in the doorway.

He had not changed. Some time had passed, and yet he had not showered and gotten ready for bed.

He stepped closer. His eyes fell on Ziyue's form.

She was wearing loose cotton pajamas that looked soft to the touch. She was curled up on the couch with a small cushion in her arms. Her hair fell across her face, covering her features. She did not look comfortable at all. Her phone slipped out of her hands and fell to his feet.