Fine, sharp wood splinters had pierced his fingertips. He pulled them out with an expressionless face. The knife and whip wounds on his back still ached faintly, but the sharp pain in his heart that he couldn’t suppress when he heard Gong Sunyin say she might develop feelings for someone else over time, and that momentary desire for destruction, were equally clear.
He suddenly didn’t want to wait anymore. When he parted from her, he knew that such a good girl, even if she didn’t meet him in this life, would meet other good men. But when that moment truly came, he was shocked to find all the blood in his body surging in reverse. In that instant, his mind was filled with endless jealousy and murderous intent, yet he remained outwardly calm. In a flash, he had even thought of how to make the person she liked die without a trace.
When he calmed down, all that remained was extreme self-loathing, his palms covered in cold, clammy sweat. He knew his condition seemed to be getting worse. He didn’t want to become the type of person he despised the most.
Chasing Jade
My favourite unhinged boy, plotting the murders of anyone that his wife might like
