CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 370 BEGGING FOR MERCY

Xu Ke left the two people in place and returned to the main bedroom in the main building. He watched Lin Mengyao, who was sleeping like a little kitten buried in the quilt, and his expression softened.

He didn’t turn on the lights in the room but instead kissed Lin Mengyao’s eyelids gently under the moonlight, then her high nose bridge, and finally her rosy lips.

Like tasting some sort of candy.

He removed his clothes piece by piece and then slipped into Lin Mengyao’s quilt.

Lin Mengyao was sleeping sweetly when Xu Ke’s actions woke her up before she had the chance to fully come to her senses.

Her weary eyes were too heavy to open completely, and soon a broad palm entwined with her fingers.

"Stop it, I’m so tired." Lin Mengyao murmured with her eyes closed, her voice hoarse and slightly struggling.

Xu Ke, holding Lin Mengyao from behind, chuckled gently. One hand intertwined with hers, while the other slowly combed through her long hair. Her struggles seemed no more than tickles to him. But seeing Lin Mengyao’s blushing and perspiring little face, Xu Ke abandoned the idea of further teasing and coaxed softly, "I won’t disturb you anymore, sleep."

He placed a tender kiss on Lin Mengyao’s smooth and full forehead. Nestled in his arms, Mengyao soon fell into light snores, looking incredibly adorable, leaving Xu Ke both amused and deeply fulfilled.

The night passed dreamlessly for Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao, while Xu Jiahui lay awake until dawn, looking like someone fished out from water. Her carefully styled hair clung to her in strands, and her eyes were vacant.

When Xu Ke saw Xu Jiahui again, she truly resembled a discarded rag doll in a trash can. Apart from the occasional twitch that proved she was still alive, she seemed almost dead, with not a hint of vitality.

"I thought someone who came up with such an idea would be more formidable. You’re nothing extraordinary," Xu Ke said coldly, looking down at Xu Jiahui, who had become a mere shadow of her former self in just one day.

Lying on the ground, Xu Jiahui, who had lost all external awareness, reacted to Xu Ke’s voice as if provoked, her body trembled even more violently. Then, a spark appeared in her previously lifeless eyes, as if injected with light.

Xu Jiahui reached out to touch Xu Ke, but he stepped back to avoid her.

"Don’t touch me with those hands of yours, aren’t you aware of how filthy you are?" Xu Ke frowned, looking at her as if she were garbage.

But his disdainful gaze did not hurt Xu Jiahui. She continued to inch towards Xu Ke desperately, her mouth opening and closing as if trying to speak.

"If you stretch your hand any further, are you not afraid of losing it?" Xu Ke’s eyes were icy as he spoke with disdain, noticing her hand still reaching out obstinately.

His threat worked, and Xu Jiahui drew her hand back.

"Let me go, I beg you."

Though merely six words, Xu Jiahui seemed to put all her strength into speaking them. Her voice was already hoarse, and every word felt like swallowing shards, her agony was immense.

But still, she tried her best to speak; such suffering she never wanted to experience again.

"If my wife had been subjected to this today, would you have let her go?" Xu Ke asked coldly.

Xu Jiahui nodded emphatically, without a moment’s hesitation, as if afraid Xu Ke wouldn’t believe her, nodding so vigorously as if to knock her head off.

Xu Ke was both amused and angered by her attitude.

"Do you take me for a fool? Even now, you still try to deceive me?" Xu Ke said coldly.

Seeing his eyes turn cold, Xu Jiahui shivered unconsciously, "I know I was wrong; I won’t dare to oppose you ever again. Please, let me go," she pleaded, propping her weak body to kneel at Xu Ke’s feet, adopting a humiliated posture she never had before, hoping he would spare her.

She even placed her head on Xu Ke’s shoe like a dog, sticking out her tongue to lick it, wearing a flattering smile.

"Just let me go, and I’ll be your dog from now on. I’ll do whatever you demand, woof woof woof!" To prove her sincerity, Xu Jiahui actually barked like a dog before Xu Ke.

She trampled her dignity beneath her feet.

"I really understand my mistake. It was as if something possessed me back then, causing me to do wrong, but I promise I will never do it again. I’ll be the dog you keep, and your wife will be my mistress. I will protect her." Xu Jiahui spoke flatteringly, enduring the pain in her throat.

Her eyes filled with flattery and pleading, but she looked anything but appealing. Some unknown fluid had dried on her face, hair, and body, emanating a foul odor.

Her current image and expression were more an eyesore to Xu Ke than the dirtiest trash can, almost unbearable.

"Stay away from me, you’re too filthy." Xu Ke was nearly nauseated at the sight of his shoes she licked.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry."

While apologizing, Xu Jiahui knelt and moved to a spot further away from Xu Ke.

At this moment, she was a world apart from the arrogant woman Xu Ke first knew, almost like a different person altogether. A subtle smile played on Xu Ke’s lips, leaving unclear if he was pleased or furious.

"The only thing I lack is not a dog. I can protect my woman myself without needing others." Xu Ke looked at her eyes brimming with hope and mercilessly shattered her fantasy.

"But you are too filthy, and having you in the estate only sullies my place. I love cleanliness and can’t tolerate anything dirty in my sight."

His words reignited Xu Jiahui’s extinguished hope.

"So I’m deciding to send you out of the estate." Xu Ke said blandly, watching with a half-smile as her eyes lit up instantly.