Duan Ren smiled. "Poor her. Who knew that the husband she got married to would so cruelly bury her with his own hands."
Sweat formed on Gu Rong's forehead. The callous words rang harshly in his ears and his chest began to expand with breathlessness.
He had been mentally preparing himself with grave difficulty about this very conversation he was about to have with Yating. But with how Duan Ren spoke, insinuating some devious and sadist plot, he felt losing that confidence quickly. He thought of himself as a criminal who snatched a very important person from Yating's life.
"Rong, you-"
"Get out."
She blinked twice. It was because the voice hadn't come from Gu Rong but from somebody standing behind her. She quickly turned, her eyes widening.
Words weren't enough to express the frigid aura Yating was leaking. He looked at Gu Rong and dashed towards him. He held his hand and said, "Dad, breathe. Calm down."
Yating was panicking looking at his state. He thought if this continued, he could get another heart attack which was extremely dangerous considering he has just been recovered from one.
Gu Rong stared at Yating with his blurry vision. "Yating..."
Yating felt as if somebody was stabbing his heart mercilessly. He had never seen Gu Rong so weak and helpless before, almost as if he was begging.
"Dad. I am here," he squeezed his hand firmly, trying to let him feel his assurance.
He looked back at Duan Ren, his icy gaze throwing daggers at her.
"I think I was very clear in what I told you. Who do you think you are to just barge in my Dad's room like that?"
"Because I had to come, Yating," she sneered. "You wanted to give him the first chance to talk to you? Do you know how he will manipulate you-"
"Aren't you doing the same thing?" He shot back. "If Dad might want to manipulate me into not hating him, then you also want to manipulate me into hating him, correct? Do you think that makes you a saint? You have your own selfishness in appearing now after all these years, right?"
"Young master...?"
Duan Ren's smile cracked. "I don't know what you-"
"Yeah that's exactly what he had said too and I can throw the same pictures and call logs on your face as well," she smiled. "So cut out the acting. As an actress myself, I cannot see my profession getting insulted like this."
"You-"
"And now you are here because you want to take advantage of Uncle's weak health condition and scare a cheque out of him? For the third time?"
Her eyes widened. Yating, too, was confused. "Third time?"
Chyou glared at her. "She has been shamelessly demanding money from Uncle for a few months, threatening him that she will tell you the truth. But Uncle refused to budge the third time and so she planned to meet you, acting like a pitiful mother."
"That's not true! Don't concoct wild stories!"
Butler Mo furiously said, "I am fully aware what kind of a person you are, Miss. Duan. Don't try to act like a noble person now. You purposely chose this time to meet Master because he was alone. You wanted to intimidate him using young master. That's what you did years ago too."
Just then, the nurse came in and was baffled with the scene. "What is happening here?"
She glanced at Duan Ren and frowned. "Who are you? I don't think you are in the register. We are limiting very few people to meet Mr. Gu."
Butler Mo immediately said, "Nurse, please let her out. She barged in all on her own and even threatened the Master."
"I am not doing anything like that!"
The nurse looked aghast. "Mam, please come with me. This won't be tolerated at all."
"No..."
Gu Rong's tiny and frail voice came out from the bed. "Let her be here."
"Dad! There is no need-"
He weakly raised his hand and said, "I have decided. I will..." he was slightly breathless as he continued, "I will tell you the truth - everything that happened in the past and I will tell you in front of her so that she doesn't think I manipulated you. Everybody can listen to it and judge me...however they see it fit."