My Dangerous Billionaire Husband Chapter 3 - Three Years Later

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Three years later.

While she was in the classroom, Ning Qing's phone rang with a call from Xu Junxi. “Hey, I’m at the Imperial Hotel, Room 2016. Bring me a fresh set of clothes. Now.”

Although his tone was ice-cold and harsh, Ning Qing felt a sliver of gladness that he had reached out.

In the span of three years, this was the very first instance Xu Junxi had initiated contact.

It had been three years since she was two hours tardy for their rendezvous, having stopped to aid an injured man en route. By the time she arrived at the park, Xu Junxi had already departed.

Upon returning home, she discovered that Xu Junxi had unfortunately taken a tumble from the rocks in the park and was consequently hospitalized. Coincidentally, her stepsister, Ning Yao, was also present in the park at that exact time. While attempting to rescue him, she too lost her footing, sustaining a blow to her head. She was also admitted to the hospital. That unfortunate event resulted in a scar gracing Ning Yao’s head.

And thus commenced the unfolding drama. A certain connection began to blossom between Xu Junxi and Ning Yao. From his perspective, Ning Qing was to bear the brunt of the blame for the entire ordeal.

This was despite the fact that an engagement had already been formally sanctioned between the two families, making Xu Junxi, by all technicalities, her betrothed.

Ning Qing hurried back to the school dormitories, procuring a pristine outfit comprising a men’s shirt and a pair of suit trousers. The cost amounted to half of her monthly earnings from her summer employment.

Far too many events had transpired over these preceding three years, including the dissolution of her parents' marriage. The Ning family had unceremoniously evicted her and her mother. She was no longer recognized as the esteemed young lady of the Ning family.

Ning Qing hastened her steps towards the Imperial Hotel. As her hand made contact with the doorknob of Room 2016, she discovered it was unlocked, prompting her to gently push it open ajar.

Two distinct voices emanated from within the room.

Her countenance stiffened, and her heart plummeted instantaneously to the very depths of her being.

She nudged the door open further with a soft motion. Precisely as she had dreaded, clothes lay scattered across the carpet, while two figures were intimately entwined on a plush, expansive sofa.

For Ning Qing, this sight felt like a dagger thrust into her heart. She had harbored the hope that Xu Junxi’s call signaled an intent to reconcile. Never did she anticipate that he would summon her merely to be a witness – her fiancé engaged in intimacy with another woman?

Throughout the past three years, his treatment of her had been marked by icy indifference. Newspaper reports frequently detailed his romantic entanglements with a certain female celebrity or socialite, yet she had consistently dismissed such accounts as mere sensationalized gossip. She had chosen to believe he was incapable of such actions.

She had remained steadfastly loyal to him, devoid of even a shadow of doubt. He had been afforded her complete respect and unwavering trust.

But now, what had been the purpose of it all? He had betrayed her right before her very eyes!!!

How profound must his hatred for her be to subject her to such profound humiliation?

Recalling the elation she felt on her journey here, she now perceived herself as an utter, complete fool.

Ning Qing's arrival did not go unnoticed by the pair on the sofa. As the woman's crimson-tipped nails traced a suggestive path across the man's chest, she let out a soft giggle and remarked, “Mr. Xu, your fiancée has arrived…”

While addressing Xu, the woman cast provocative glances towards Ning Qing.

There wasn't a soul in T City who hadn't heard of Ning Qing, the undisputed No. 1 socialite in the entire metropolis. Her breathtaking beauty far surpassed that of any other woman.

It was a lamentable turn of events that the No. 1 socialite's former glory had waned. Many sought opportunities to trample upon her and disgrace her, driven by nothing more than her once-coveted beauty.

The woman's brazenness was such that she was shamelessly involved with Ning's fiancé.

A fine sheen of perspiration formed on Xu Junxi’s brow. As he kissed the woman’s neck, he stated with detached indifference, “Pay her no mind, how disappointing! She merely came to deliver clothes. Let us resume.”

“How can you say that, Mr. Xu? Haha…” The woman responded with a chuckle, encircling his neck with her arms.

Ning Qing’s fists clenched so tightly they ached. The situation was utterly unbearable. She took another deliberate step forward, entering the room.