Chapter 97: Chaotic feeling!

"It seems your dutifulness has blinded you, dear wife. What good is a perfect wife if there is no affection, no passion?... I was thinking of having another child,"

Finally, patriarch Yang revealed his real intention, his son Yang Khan is crippled, it's only reasonable if he has another heir, his blood.

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Lady Yang's brow furrowed slightly at her husband's words.

So, that was his true motive - to sire another heir. She should have known he would be plotting such a thing, given their son's crippled state... She thought Young Master was joking but it turned out to be true.

otherwise, there was no need for another child at all.

She averted her gaze, contemplating his statement.

"Another child..." she murmured, her tone neutral and polite.

Inside, she felt a twinge of unease at the prospect.

Their marriage had become so devoid of warmth and affection over the years. How could she bear another child in such a loveless union?

Not to mention, meeting with Young Master, her respect for her husband has died down too.

It's not hard to see through that her husband chose a strategy to avenge their son, but it backfired hard.

Yet, she knew better than to openly defy her husband's wishes. As the Patriarch, his word was law. She was merely his faithful wife, bound to obey.

But a part of her couldn't help but hope that perhaps this child could bring them closer together.

She truly didn't want her heart to be swayed... past is past, what she has to do is focus on the present and hope for the future.

Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet his piercing gaze.

"If that is your desire, then I shall fulfill my duty," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within.

"And perhaps..." she added hesitantly, "this child could be the chance for us to... reconnect."

A flicker of surprise crossed the Patriarch's features at her unexpected words. He studied her for a moment, as if trying to discern her true motivations.

"Reconnect, you say?" he mused, his voice tinged with skepticism. "I wasn't aware our connection had been severed in the first place,"

"Well...," she began, choosing her words carefully, "I was thinking perhaps we could... spend more time together. Quiet evenings by the fire, long walks through the gardens..." She paused, a coy smile playing on her lips.

"And of course, we can have another child,"

The Patriarch's eyes gleamed with something akin to amusement.

"Intimate moments, you say?" he purred, leaning even closer. "And what do you have in mind?"

Lady Yang felt a shiver run down her spine at his proximity, but she refused to let it show.

Summoning her courage, she met his gaze unflinchingly.

"Perhaps..." she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "you could show me,"

The Patriarch's lips curled into a slow, predatory smile. "Is that so?" he murmured, his hand reaching out to gently caress her cheek.

"Then show me..."

Just then, a strong pain hit him in the abdomen, before he could kiss his wife.

"Ah," He slightly jerked.

"A-Are you okay," She asked worriedly, after all, this man had given her a new life.

She still cares for him.

"Cough* Cough* my entire body is in pain... My Qi poll is fully dry and exhausted, it might take me days to fully heal," closing his eyes, Patriarch muttered.

"I see then take a rest... I will leave you alone," she spoke, her voice gentle.

"Hmm..." He nodded, while he looked at her, "Make sure not to offend Young Master, he is from the Bai Family of capital,"

'Eh?'

Suddenly, Yang Su, felt bolts of lightning flowing through her blood.

Her eyes wide opened, her body shaking, full of goosebumps, to think, the young master was from Bai Family.

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Meanwhile, Patriarch Yang didn't have courage to reveal the condition of his son, but, he was happy that he might get another one soon, completely unaware that his 'Little brother' will never wake up now.