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Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 747
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Chapter 747: Chapter 747: No Strength to Say Another Word An Ruo didn't know how to tell him, but it was just too late.

Women are a strange creature, where anything is possible until they let go completely. But once they have let go, even if they still love the other person, they won't want to start over.

Besides, she didn't want to hurt Mo Hua.

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"In my eyes, getting engaged is as significant as getting married. Since I've agreed to get engaged to him, I was ready to marry him and decided to take responsibility for this relationship. You should give up on me, I'm no longer worth your persistence..." Hearing her words, Tang Yuchen stiffened all over, feeling like he had been struck by lightning out of the blue. When she had said these things to him in the past, he was just uncomfortable, but he still harbored shope. He always believed that if he told her the truth, there was a high likelihood of winning her back.

Yet he had already spoken the truth, and the outcstill had not changed.

At this moment, he truly felt that life was worse than death. Why would things turn out this way? It wasn't supposed to be like this. She should still have feelings for him, she should have accepted him again. Why, after he had told her everything, was she still unable to change her mind? Tang Yuchen's face turned pale. He seemed to deflate, collapsing weakly on the couch, drained of all his strength.

An Ruo looked up and saw how devastated he was, her heart suddenly clenched; seeing him like this made her feel terrible.

"Tang Yuchen, don't be like this, I..." She couldn't bring herself to say dishonest words just to comfort him; the problems between them weren't something a few words could resolve.

"I'm sorry, I should go now." An Ruo stood up intending to leave. She had just taken two steps when the man's deep voice rang out: "It's too late; you shouldn't leave now." She stood still. Tang Yuchen propped himself up and said softly, looking down: "Go sleep with Kangkang. I'll have someone take you hearly tomorrow morning. It's not safe for you to go back now..." An Ruo bit her lip tightly. Even now, he was still worried about her. Why did they have to torment each other like this? Was it that if they ended things completely, they would no longer have to torment each other? If so, she would rather end everything sooner.

Tang Yuchen, seeing she wasn't speaking, heaved himself up laboriously and heavily walked to her side, murmuring deeply: "Let's go, if you want to go back, I'll take you." Without waiting for her to speak, he walked ahead of her. His back was straight, but she could tell every step he took was extremely hard.

All of a sudden, An Ruo spoke, "No need, I'll stay here tonight and sleep with Kangkang," Tang Yuchen turned around, his gaze dark as he looked at her.

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"Okay." He breathed out the word softly, as if he had no energy to say more.

That night, An Ruo stayed over.

Before she went to sleep, shechecked her phone and saw that Mo Hua had sent her a message asking if she had gotten hand what she was doing.

She hadn't heard the sound of the message arriving; it was already two in the morning. Galling him wouldn't be appropriate, so she didn't reply, planning to contact him in the morning.

That night, An Ruo suffered from insomnia; thinking about the things Tang Yuchen had said made it m impossible for her to fall asleep. Furthermore, thinking about how they always missed each other over various issues made it even harder for her to sleep. She didn't understand why two people in love had to suffer so much. How much better it would be if they could have had smooth sailing without any troubles.

Tang Yuchen was also suffering from insomnia; the heartache made it impossible for him to sleep.