If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 244: You Can’t Escape From Me

Translator: 549690339

As expected, as soon as he uttered those words, Mo Shuifu bit her lips tightly, remaining silent.

Her eyes, red with anger, stared at him, her face a mixture of unwillingness and hatred.

“Unwilling? Weren’t you just talking about repaying me? Is this your sincerity?” Shen Shihan sneered with contempt.

Who was Shen Shihan? The deputy head of Shen Group, a seasoned strategist in the business world, he wouldn’t tolerate such behavior from Mo Shuifu.

Of course, Mo Shuifu was no match for Shen Shihan; her eyes immediately turned dim.

“Young Master Shen, if I take the initiative once, will you agree that we’re even?” she looked at him and asked.

“Let’s see how you perform first!”

“Fine…” her voice was low, void of any spirit.

In truth, she didn’t know how to do anything…

She steeled herself and moved a bit closer to Shen Shihan. Her smooth skin touched his arm, and she shivered first.

Still unsure of what to do, she tried to kiss him the way he had kissed her before.

Initiative… was this considered taking the initiative?

Her kiss was exceedingly clumsy and devoid of any emotion.

Shen Shihan, uninterested, pushed her away, refusing to let her touch him again.

“Mo Shuifu, you can’t even kiss properly and you’re thinking of selling yourself?” he scoffed.

“I… that’s not… don’t talk about me like that…” She lowered her head, beginning to sob softly.

It was the first time anyone had spoken about her like this; Mo Shuifu felt terrible inside. She wasn’t that kind of woman.

Yet, she had done what that kind of woman would do.

“Let me tell you something, since you plan to repay my kindness, then don’t even think about leaving me, not for the rest of your life!” Shen Shihan spoke indifferently.

“Impossible, Young Master Shen, you’ll grow tired of me, you will one day.”

Mo Shuifu knew that for men like him, liking someone was always temporary.

The day would come when they would just discard and not want you anymore.

Rather than waiting for that day, it was better not to start at all. Moreover, Mo Shuifu had no intention of starting anything with him.

“In your eyes, I’m the kind of man who abandons women after courting them?”

“No… it’s just that we’re not from the same world, that’s all.”

“Don’t give me that nonsense. If I wish, I can pull you into my world! All I want is for you, Mo Shuifu, to say one word—’yes’.”

Mo Shuifu shook her head, staying silent the whole time.

She was determined; after tonight, she would no longer entangle herself with him.

“I’ll give you some time to think about it.”

Shen Shihan left these words behind, wrapped a bath towel around himself, and went to the bathroom, leaving Mo Shuifu alone sitting on the bed.

Her gaze was vacant as she stared blankly ahead.

She couldn’t just watch her mother suffer without doing anything; that was her only remaining family member.

But she owed Shen Shihan so much; she had to repay him.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Mo Shuifu slowly lowered her head…

The bedsheet was still covered in numerous marks, some of which were particularly harsh on the eyes.

She clenched her teeth, remaining silent.

When Shen Shihan came out, he could almost see she was about to bite through her lips.

He strode forward, seized her arm: “Mo Shuifu, what madness is this? Self-harm or wishing for death?”

Immediately, tears began to stream down from the corners of her eyes…

“Young Master Shen, give me a month’s time, let me think, and when I have an answer, I will tell you.”

“A month? No way, three days is enough.”

“A lifetime matter, three days is not enough. Give me a month,” Mo Shuifu insisted.

“You’re impossible to deal with. Fine, one month it is. But I hope you think about it seriously. During this month, I’ll cover your mother’s medical expenses,” he said.

In the end, Mo Shuifu gritted her teeth and nodded. Faced with financial urgency, she had no other choice.

One month, she thought, she would have enough time to leave with her mother.

She couldn’t possibly marry Shen Shihan, and she didn’t believe he could fall in love with her.

“Then think it over carefully, and let me know if you run into any trouble,” Shen Shihan said, stroking her long hair.

Her eyes, bereft of light, made his heart ache.

“Go take a shower, don’t just stand there,” he told her.

He had already prepared the hot water for her in the bathroom and had also picked out a nightgown for her.

Shen Shihan had never done these things for a woman before, but somehow, doing it for the first time felt natural.

She nodded, wrapping herself in her clothes and weakly got out of bed.

Watching her frail figure, he shook his head and, lifting her into his arms, carried her to the bathroom.

She was panicking, her heart pounding like a frightened deer.

“Put me down, I can walk on my own…”

“Not tired? If you’re not, then shall we continue after your bath?” he teased, the corner of his lips curving into a smirk.

Mo Shuifu’s face turned red: “Shameless.”

“Just take your shower, do you want me to help you wash?”

“You can leave, just take everything with you, and make sure to close the front door,” Mo Shuifu ordered him out.

“I’ve had too much to drink at your place tonight, if I go now, I’ll get caught for drunk driving.”

“Nearby is Weiyang, you can go there,” Mo Shuifu said indifferently.

“Alright, you take your bath, I’ll wait for you.”

After speaking, he put her into the bathtub, where he had already prepared warm water and bath gel for her.

Seeing she was fine, he finally closed the bathroom door and left.

He dressed and stood by the window, lighting a cigarette, standing silently.

It would be a lie to say he wasn’t annoyed—he had just been shaking with anger. For the first time in his life, someone had infuriated him like this.

He had said all he could, but she simply wouldn’t believe him.

He didn’t know whether she disliked him or if perhaps she had someone else in her heart already, and he had come between them?

One cigarette turned into another.

By the time he had smoked four or five cigarettes, Mo Shuifu still hadn’t come out.

He walked to the bathroom door and knocked: “Shui Fu, are you done yet?”

The response was only the sound of running water.

“Shui Fu, Shui Fu,” he called again, knocking a few more times.

This time a weak voice came from inside: “Almost done.”

Hearing her voice, he finally relaxed.

Returning to the window, he sighed deeply.

Often, fate caught you by surprise.

Just as the room fell silent, suddenly, Mo Shuifu’s phone vibrated.

Shen Shihan walked to the desk, leaned over and picked it up.

An unfamiliar number.

Shen Shihan answered: “Hello?”

“Good day, do you know Miss Mo Shuifu?”

“I’m a friend of hers, what is it?”

“I’m a nurse at the hospital. This is the situation: Miss Mo’s mother suddenly had an incident at the hospital. Could you get her to take the phone?”

“You can tell me, it’s the same thing.”

“Alright, here it is. Miss Mo’s mother suddenly woke up this evening, but for some reason, there was no one by her side, and she jumped from the third floor.”

“Jumped from the third floor?” Shen Shihan’s voice dropped.

“The preliminary judgment is that she jumped on her own; it doesn’t look like an accidental fall to her death.”

“How is her mother now?”

“We are trying to resuscitate her.”

“Make sure to do your best!”

“We will, sir.”