My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 1089 - 999: What Do You Mean

"You, you can’t possibly think I’m a thief, can you?"

Mu Sha was caught off guard by the man who materialized before her.

The scissors slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the floor; her fingers had clenched them so tightly they started to cramp. She attempted to loosen her fingers, a strange and inexplicable sense of helplessness washing over her.

"What happened to your hand?"

Yan Lv's gaze fell upon Mu Sha's hand, noting how her fingers seemed strangely stiff. He looked directly into her eyes and surprisingly offered, "Let me take a look."

Before Mu Sha could even process his words, Yan Lv gently drew her closer, her fingers resting in his palm. Her eyes widened in surprise as she gazed dazedly at him, intently examining her hand. Suddenly, her heart gave an unexpected lurch.

"It doesn’t look too serious, probably just a cramp."

Hearing Yan Lv’s assessment, Mu Sha’s gaze softened. She looked at him with surprise and quickly replied, "I’m fine, a little massage will sort it out."

Yan Lv’s eyes reflected a hint of helplessness, a flicker of resignation beneath his surprised expression as he watched Mu Sha withdraw her hand, her gaze drifting away. He then narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can we perhaps not act like strangers?"

His words caused Mu Sha’s eyes to widen further in surprise. A wave of curiosity about their child washed over her. She had already resolved not to reveal the truth about the pregnancy to Yan Lv, which left her with a persistent, unexplainable sense of guilt whenever she was with him.

"You’re back early today. I thought there was a burglar in the house, I’m so sorry."

Mu Sha acknowledged her fault, understanding that her previous actions must have startled Yan Lv. He might even be privately mocking her for being a fearful person. The mere thought sent a pang through her heart.

"I came back as soon as the meeting concluded today."

Yan Lv responded, his gaze following Mu Sha’s line of sight. He mulled over many things, ultimately realizing the immense difficulty in broaching the subject he wanted to discuss.

"I…"

"Mu Sha, let’s talk."

Yan Lv suddenly interjected, cutting short all of Mu Sha’s hesitant thoughts.

The very thing Mu Sha had been dreading was now upon them. While she wasn't sure what Yan Lv intended to say, his demeanor left her mind racing with possibilities. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Talk about what?"

"Anything at all. Let’s talk about work, or your aspirations and life plans. I can share my own thoughts too. Just a casual chat, we’ve never truly had one, have we?"

This unexpected suggestion of an open conversation filled Mu Sha with an odd, inexplicable feeling.

Despite the man’s typically aloof exterior, he now seemed remarkably approachable, a peculiarity she found quite striking. So, she narrowed her eyes and agreed, "Alright, let’s talk."

Although Yan Lv initiated their conversation, a sense of anxiety settled upon him as they sat down. He had never anticipated feeling nervous when speaking with Mu Sha, and this unexpected nervousness inevitably influenced his mood.

Mu Sha found herself at a loss for words, unsure of what topic to bring up. It felt as though introducing any new subject would make it difficult for either of them to speak freely. She recognized her current predicament and understood that she wouldn’t be the one to break the silence.

"How is your health?"

Mu Sha looked up in surprise at Yan Lv’s question, perplexed as to why he would suddenly inquire about her well-being. Recalling her everyday state, she responded, "It’s quite good, just as it always is. I can still eat and sleep properly."