Summary of Chapter 43 – A turning point in Scapegoat Bride by iReader
Chapter 43 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Scapegoat Bride, written by iReader. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
In the deep night, the huge Yun Family Mansion was suddenly quiet. Everyone had fallen asleep ...
Only one bedroom on the second floor was out of place in the still night.
It was a luxurious room, yet the peaceful bed was so cold. Yun Ao Tian lied on the double bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep at night ...
How is her condition now?
Have you had dinner?
Are you still unconscious?
Was someone taking care of her?
Muttering nonstop in her mind, the image of her in a coma continuously flashed through her mind. He sat up, his fists clenched on the edge of the bed. "Since when have I become so childish?" Yun Ao Tian swore to himself that he was worried for Han Yi Er, but he was still unable to control himself from getting off the bed.
He grabbed a silk robe from the bed and put it on, then walked towards Han Yi Er's room ... ...
Stopping at the door, he wondered if he should enter.
"..." A faint sound came from within the bedroom. Yun Ao Tian's heart tightened as he pushed the door open and entered ...
The dim light in the hallway lit up the dark bedroom.
Due to the fever, Han Yi Er was in a coma. Her lips were a little dry, and she kept mumbling to herself.
"Phew." It was only then that Yun Ao Tian let out a light sigh of relief, noting the stability of her sleep as he turned around to leave ...
"Water..." A weak whisper stopped Yun Ao Tian's footsteps.
He gradually walked towards her. The feeble light from the lamp illuminated her haggard little face, causing people to feel pity for her. The sweat on her forehead made her hair stuck to her forehead, making her look so alluring ...
Looking around, there was no sign of a mouthful of water. What was going on? Why was there no one to take care of her? Yun Ao Tian secretly cursed, and with furrowed brows, he quickly walked towards the dining hall on the first floor.
"Young master..."
Because of his thirst, Xiao Xuan came to the dining hall and coincidentally bumped into Yun Ao Tian.
Xiao Xuan had long gotten used to his young master's handsome appearance. However, the hazy night and the robe he was wearing made him look like a male, which filled up Xiao Xuan's eyes.
This little girl who was not even twenty years old could not resist the allure of such a sexy and mature man. A tinge of redness instantly hung on her little white and tender face, and her single phoenix eyes kept peeking at Yun Ao Tian's sexy and mature body.
"What's going on? You didn't leave anyone to take care of Miss Han? "
A low, low voice shook and pulled back the embarrassed Xiao Xuan as he looked up at Yun Ao Tian in panic, "Young ... "Young Master..."
"Now she's thirsty, send her water immediately!" Although he was the master of the household, he rarely got angry at servants, and always maintained an elegant and mature manner, treating people calmly. Right now, his actions completely terrified Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan could not help but feel wronged. In the middle of the night, when he came out to drink water, he was scolded by the young master.
Wasn't the young master extremely fierce towards Yi Er before? Why did he care so much now? Xiao Xuan's mind was filled with questions. He quickly took the water bowl and followed Yun Ao Tian to the bedroom on the second floor ...
Yun Ao Tian sat on the bedside and carefully supported his weak body up while leaning against his fiery hot chest. was momentarily stunned when he saw this scene, as if Han Yi Er was now the Young Grandmother of the Yun Family.
Even in her dreams, she thought about money. How greedy was she?
In his mind, he recalled the scene of Han Yi Er actively acting wantonly in the inn, as well as the scene of him throwing away all her dignity for the sake of money ...
That ice-cold Satan's face was hanging on her face. Yun Ao Tian flattened her and quickly left the bedroom ...
"Young master..." Xiao Xuan who was rushing over looked at Yun Ao Tian nervously.
"Pa." A sweep of his single hand had roughly knocked over the water bowl in Xiao Xuan's hand. The cold air coiled around his body, and without saying a word, it turned and walked away ...
Xiao Xuan stared blankly at Yun Ao Tian's back. He had just come out to drink some water and had been scolded. He had overturned the water bowl and gone back to changing again. But now ...
He had worked at this house for a year and had never been scolded by his young master. However, ever since Yi Er came to this house, his young master had initially wanted to expel him, and now, he was constantly scolding him. What had he done wrong?
Or ...
Was it because Yi Er didn't like him? So why did the young master always target him time and time again?
As he thought of this, Xiao Xuan puzzledly looked towards the sleeping Han Yi Er in the room ...
In the entire night, she did not sleep at all, and stayed by Han Yi Er's side to take care of him. She only hoped that what she was doing now would move Han Yi Er a little, and make him into a good friend ...
In the huge and elegant bedroom, Han Yi Er laid on the bed quietly.
In his hazy memories, he could feel a pair of strong arms holding him onto an extremely warm bed. The hands holding his own were so warm, and a soft 'I'm sorry' was transmitted to his ears from time to time ...

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