Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival!

Chapter 146: Revealing Gu Qjngcheng’s Identity as Mrs. Huo

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The nurse awaited in the kitchen, prepared to tend to Gu Qingcheng’s needs.

Though unfamiliar with the Z-language, she gleaned insights from the interactions between Madam and Sir.

Presently, Huo Sicheng wore a mask of stoicism. His long, narrow eyes simmered with concealed fury, like dark abysses churning with unspoken rage, yet their surface remained as placid as tranquil waters—devoid of any emotion.

Gu Qingcheng harbored no fear of Huo Sicheng’s demeanor.

Unperturbed, she continued to dine without a word, having provided him with the multiple-choice questions of how to proceed.

In any event, alongside “White Moonlight”, his life appeared more comfortable and content than hers.

Her intention after this meal was to return to Jiang City. She wished to avoid witnessing the affectionate exchanges between him and “White Moonlight”, as envy and distress would surely follow.

“It’s her.” Renilla entered the kitchen, pointing at the woman dining nearby, her voice edged with anger. “Brother Wei, she struck me and hurled insults.”

“Indeed, I did.” Gu Qingcheng conceded openly, her gaze fixed on Renilla as she sneered. “It’s one thing to ask Huo Sicheng to stand in your stead, but dragging your brother into it too? Why? Do you crave a taste of my rebuke as well?”

“Is confessing to a false charge truly amusing?” Huo Sicheng’s lips parted slightly, his tone icy, bone-chilling. “You’ve never struck her. She instigated you, and you responded. That’s the unvarnished truth.”

A subtle shift crossed Gu Qingcheng’s expression.

Her attention turned to Huo Sicheng, his face still impassive, devoid of emotion.

Huo Sicheng discerned her thoughts effortlessly.

Indeed.

She hadn’t berated Renilla, yet she had berated her. The rationale mirrored Huo Sicheng’s assertion. Renilla’s provocations had elicited a retaliatory response.

Confronted by Huo Sicheng, Gu Qingcheng readily admitted her culpability for hitting and berating Renilla. She knew Renilla would likely complain to Huo Sicheng, attempting to tarnish her image.

As a woman, the lowest tactic of defamation was casting doubt on her character.

Observing Renilla’s disheveled appearance as she passed, Gu Qingcheng inferred that Renilla had likely orchestrated an act to frame her. The contents of Renilla’s allegations hardly proved mysterious.

Moreover, Renilla was Huo Sicheng’s beloved and Huo Xuan’s mother.

Gu Qingcheng’s confession of assaulting and berating Huo Sicheng was a strategic move, fully aware Renilla would likely vent to Huo Sicheng, casting aspersions on her.

As a woman, maligning her moral integrity was the most potent weapon.

Passing Gu Qingcheng’s line of sight, Renilla’s appearance was immaculate, her hair impeccable.

At this juncture, Renilla’s disheveled hair signaled her ploy to frame Gu Qingcheng. The words Renilla uttered could be easily surmised.

Renilla, the radiant moonlight in Huo Sicheng’s life, the mother of Huo Xuan.

Admitting to hitting and berating Huo Sicheng: in case Huo Sicheng wished to settle scores, Gu Qingcheng resolved to confront it sooner than later, avoiding unnecessary prolongation.

“Your assumption is flawed. I certainly hit and berated her.” She retorted, her stance unwavering.

Damon traced Renilla’s line of sight, settling it on the woman nearby. Surprise lit his eyes.

Incomparable beauty characterized this woman, transcending all other facets of existence. Her commanding presence even compelled submission.

Renilla anticipated Damon to intercede against her tormentor.

Yet Damon, transfixed, gazed at the woman with a bewildering infatuation, simmering with suppressed fury.

“Brother!” Renilla’s impatience culminated in a stomp. “I’ve suffered, and you’re here smitten. How can you be taken by this seductress? Are you letting me down?”

Damon addressed Huo Sicheng with disbelief, his voice tinged with incredulitv. “Sicheng, this woman openly admitted to assaulting and berating my sister.

You can’t shield her, can you?”

The nurse, unversed in the Z-language, comprehended Renilla’s outburst through the French she understood.

“Sir, Madam didn’t insult Miss Renilla. It transpired that Miss Renilla insulted me first. In response to her provocation, Madam chastised Miss Renilla. Angered by this, Miss Renilla cast insults back at Madam. Madam responded in kind, but she didn’t insult Miss Renilla.”

Gu Qingcheng studied the nurse, perplexed. “Why voice this? Renilla is Huo Sicheng’s favored one. If I berate his beloved, he’ll protect her. There’s no need to clarify.” I refuse to believe that these two men can intimidate me.”

“Madam…” The nurse’s stance reflected helplessness. “You mustn’t admit to something you didn’t do.”

“In what manner does admitting or not admitting alter matters?” Gu Qingcheng sipped her orange juice. “Huo Sicheng has persistently believed I’m the one who assaulted and berated Renilla. By confessing, I forestall placing him in a precarious situation.”

Renilla seethed. Hearing the nurse refer to the woman who berated her as “Madam” widened her eyes. Had Huo Sicheng wed?

Impossible!

Could he have married without informing Damon, his brother? If Damon were apprised, Renilla would be too.

This woman couldn’t be Huo Sicheng’s wife. She was an affair of dalliance, a woman sharing his bed!

While she comprehended the notion of a man’s companionship, this woman claimed the title of Huo Sicheng’s beloved moonlight.

Initially stunned, she subsequently embraced a fervent delight. Evidently, Huo Sicheng nurtured emotions for her—though he withheld them.

“Brother Sicheng…” Her voice acquired a coquettish timbre. “Though absent, my heart beats only for you.”

Hearing Renilla’s words, Gu Qingcheng involuntarily spat out the sweet and sour orange juice, contorting her face.

Sour indeed!

What was happening?

Her initial concern for Huo Sicheng, aimed at consoling him, had devolved into consuming jealousy. Her distress exceeded measure.

Why had she ventured to Nice, inviting trouble? She was surplus to requirements. Her concern for him far exceeded necessity.

Enough.

Satiated, she rose from her chair and made for the exit without sparing anyone a glance. “Huo Sicheng, I’m returning to Jiang City.”

Self-aware, she distanced herself to avoid inconveniencing him and causing Renilla discomfort. This epitomized the utmost compromise, given her emotions.

Upon hearing Gu Qingcheng’s assertion that Renilla was his beloved, Huo

Sicheng observed her nonchalance regarding his and Renilla’s companionship.

His chest erupted akin to a volcano. Even his breaths seethed with smoldering intensity.

Return to Jiang City?

Reunite with Qi Qi Shaoze?

In her dreams.

As Gu Qingcheng brushed past him, he ensnared her wrist, ensconcing her within his embrace.

“Exit!” His gaze mirrored a blade’s edge, his aura exuding a ferocious menace. The nurse had never witnessed such an overpowering atmosphere. Trembling, she hastened her departure.

Damon fixated on Huo Sicheng, astonishment gnawing at him as the nurse referred to him as Mrs. Huo.

He couldn’t fathom Huo Sicheng’s concealed marriage.

Huo Sicheng, embracing Gu Qingcheng, channeled an aura of lethal rage.

Years of acquaintance rendered Damon attuned to Huo Sicheng’s detached disposition. But now, emotions overwhelmed him, driven by the woman cradled in his arms.

Love.

Love?

His eyes widened. He found himself contemplating the inconceivable notion that Huo Sicheng, consumed by revenge, could nurture an emotion as tender as love.

Nonetheless, what he witnessed demanded acceptance. Gu Qingcheng’s capacity to provoke Huo Sicheng’s wrath and kindle an inexpressible affection underscored her significance in his life.

Retreating behind the nurse, Damon experienced disbelief. Yet Huo Sicheng’s overwhelming aura pressured him to withdraw with Renilla in tow.

At that moment, Huo Sicheng’s gaze fixated on Gu Qingcheng, ensnaring her within his hold. His words dripped with anger.. “What do you take this place for? A revolving door, granting passage at your whim?”