Chapter 1155 - 1152: Sorry, I Love You 5

She was completely angry.

He was clearly oblivious, unable to control the smile on his face: "Xixi... I’ve always missed you... almost gone crazy thinking about you... I definitely won’t separate from you..."

She couldn’t bear it any longer: "Please, get out of the car!"

He tried to hold her hand, but she opened the car door to get out and slammed it shut with a bang, walking away.

He panicked, quickly jumped out of the car, caught up with her, and grabbed her tightly: "Xixi... silly girl... let’s go home..."

She struggled fiercely, but he held on tight; with too much force, combined with only sleeping for a while last night, his mental and physical strength seriously depleted, he felt dizzy, and she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He caught her in his arms and strode home.

She wanted to struggle, but she was completely outmatched.

Finally, they arrived in the warm living room.

He closed the door and locked it.

She retreated step by step, slumped down on the sofa, dazed.

"Xixi, hungry? I’ll make breakfast for you..."

Actually, it was almost noon by then.

Since last night, she hadn’t eaten anything and was starving to the point of madness.

He turned around to go to the kitchen but hesitated: "Xixi, you’re not allowed to leave while I’m cooking..."

She slumped on the sofa, dizzy, having no energy to escape.

In just a few minutes, the simple lunch was ready. He quickly brought it in, not even realizing the ingratiating tone: "Xixi, let’s just eat something... tonight I’ll make roast lamb chops for you..."

Hot coffee, sandwiches, she ate and drank to her heart’s content but felt drowsy, with no energy left.

And he was always next to her, watching her like a hawk.

They remained silent for a long time.

At this moment, it seemed no conversation was necessary.

He was simply thrilled.

To avoid his terrifying gaze, she had no choice but to lean against the sofa, closing her eyes to rest, pretending to nap for a while, and fell asleep again.

Perhaps the anxiety and unease had lasted too long, but now back in this house, her willpower completely relaxed, she slept even deeper than yesterday afternoon.

Soon, there were faint snores.

Wan Donglin gently picked her up and placed her in the bedroom, yet she didn’t awaken.

He pulled the quilt over her, she slightly turned, pulling the quilt herself, naturally covering her face, and continued snoring.

Wan Donglin was also very tired, but due to tremendous joy, he had no sleepiness instead, quietly watching her by her side.

After a while, he murmured to himself: "It’s real! This time, it’s genuinely the real person."

At this moment, her phone notified a message.

As soon as it sounded, he immediately went outside to quietly take her phone.

It was a contract from the magazine, lasting for half a year, informing her the advance payment had already been credited, and to please check. The email also had a detailed shopping list sent by the secretary.

He looked at the list, stunned: Tent, military knife, various medicines, and some unimaginable items... goodness, this isn’t writing travel notes? It’s clearly an expedition or war correspondent’s job.

Why choose such dangerous work?

If he hadn’t met her, it’s likely that once she left, they wouldn’t have had the chance to meet again in this lifetime.

His heart raced with fear.

He noticed that the account paying the money was under a stranger’s name.

He pondered slightly, quietly took out her backpack.

Opened it, saw her passport and various documents inside.

Instantly, his mind flashed, understanding everything.