Chapter 309: Love Spell

“You want to block my path?”

“I do not dare to do so. I believe that Young Master has his own difficulties, but Young Master, Madam is an understanding person, and if Young Master is able explain your difficulties to Madam, I believe that no matter what kind of struggles you are going through right now, Madam would be able to help Young Master get through it.”

“Heh.” Lu Shaoming laughed lightly and mysteriously, and he continued to say, “It looks like while I have been away, Madam has turned into the leader of this family.”

These words were very harsh, and the old butler was taken aback in his heart. He lifted his head to look at Lu Shaoming.

The man’s eyes were both dark and deep, and his mysterious look made others unable to read him completely, but there was no sign of warning or danger in his expression. There was a light glow to his bright eyes, and it was actually somewhat gentle.

The old butler still wanted to look on, but Lu Shaoming had already strode away. He was walking to the door.

Ou Luoxi was standing at the doorway at that moment, and he looked on as Lu Shaoming walked towards his direction.

“Older Brother.”

Lu Shaoming nodded his head, and he stretched out his hand to pat Ou Luoxi’s shoulder before he said, “Luoxi, it has been hard on you. From tomorrow on, get back to your business.”

“Okay.” Ou Luoxi nodded his head.

Lu Shaoming lifted his feet and left.

But someone grabbed his wrist.

He lowered his eyes to look, and Ou Luoxi’s left hand that had been in his pocket was now holding onto his wrist.

Lu Shaoming stood upright, and there was an interested curl at the corners of his lips while he said, “Luoxi.”

Ou Luoxi looked towards the second floor, and his voice was soft but stubborn as he said, “Older Brother, don’t leave. Sister-in-law has it hard…”

Lu Shaoming had a frown on his face, and a warm liquid escaped the tip of his nose. He stretched out his hand to block it for a moment. “Luoxi, let go.”

His voice was no strict and stern as usual.

Ou Luoxi looked at the fresh blood that was gushing out of Lu Shaoming’s nose, and his irises contracted violently while he called out, “Older Brother.”

“Don’t make a commotion!” Lu Shaoming glanced at him once, and he shook off his hand before turning around to leave through the main doors of the villa.

…

There were a few luxurious vehicles outside the grass patch of the villa. Zhou Dayuan leaned his lengthy figure on one of the luxurious vehicles. He was dressed in a grey wool sweater and a black cotton coat. The man’s long and beautiful hands were in his pants pockets, and his quiet, warm demeanour added a touch of warmth on this winter day.

He watched the main doors of the villa open up, and Lu Shaoming walked out.

The man’s footsteps were a little hurried, and he seemed to be stumbling. Zhou Dayuan’s dark eyes behind his gold rimmed glasses lit up for a moment, and he went forward quickly.

He went to support Lu Shaoming’s elbow while he asked, “Shaoming, are you alright?”

Lu Shaoming’s large hand that he used to cup his nose was blood red, and the fresh blood was flowing through the gaps of his fingers. It dripped drop by drop onto the grass patch, then disappeared into the grass.

He lowered his eyes and shook his head. His voice was frail and weak. “Go, go quickly… Don’t let her see this…”

Zhou Dayuan had a frown on his face, but he was not flustered, and it was obvious that he was already accustomed to the scene at hand. He took out a white handkerchief from his cotton shirt, helped him to cup his nose with it, then helped him board the car.

The back door of the luxurious business vehicle was opened up. There were two nurses dressed in white lab coats, and the nurses helped Lu Shaoming get seated in the back.

Lu Shaoming laid his head onto the headrest, and the white sunroof was sparkling in his eyes. He took breath by breath with much difficulty, but he was not able to catch his breath. The green veins on his forehead were rapidly pulsing with blood; it was as they would burst in the next second.

His entire brain was in a mess. Pain. The intense pain was bone throbbing as it permeated into his entire body, but the voice of the woman rang out in his ears nonstop: Hubby, I miss you very much…

“Ning Qing… Ning Qing…”

He was calling out her name in a blur.

Zhou Dayuan was sitting in the seat with one knee bent on the floor. He stretched out his hand to pat Lu Shaoming’s face twice. The man’s irises were moving all about, and his features were all constricted together. He was in a great amount of pain.

Zhou Dayuan opened his mouth, and his tone was quick but clear, “Lu Shaoming, listen to me right now. Shut your eyes and take a deep breath in… Forget Ning Qing, and don’t think about her. You cannot think about her right now… You have to continue living on; you must tell yourself to persevere!”

Continue living on…

Zhou Dayuan’s voice went deep into the depths of his brain. Something that he held tightly in his hands had disappeared somewhere. His heart was missing a piece, but his body felt much better.

The sound of deep breathing rang out in quiet car cabin. It was like a person who was drowning had resurfaced, and he could finally breathe.

Lu Shaoming was breathing again.

“Oxygen mask! Quickly, give him an oxygen mask!”

The nurse placed the oxygen mask over Lu Shaoming’s mouth professionally.

Soon after, a white mist of oxygen that appeared on the oxygen mask.

You are reading story My Dangerous Billionaire Husband at novel35.com

Zhou Dayuan was seated on the chair, and he seemed to be at somewhat of a loss. His heart was beating very quickly, and every time he did an emergency rescue for Lu Shaoming, it was as if he were accompanying him on the cusp of life and death. The beads of sweat on his forehead trickled down on this winter day.

When would this come to an end?

The woman dressed in black that boarded the car, and she glanced at Lu Shaoming once before coldly saying to the driver, “Start the car.”

The luxurious business vehicle drove away.

…

The girl sat by one of the doors, and her voice was cold as she said, “He’s not dead?”

Zhou Dayuan curled up the corners of his lips, and he had a plain smile on his face as he said, “If he were dead, then who would pay your salary?”

The girl carelessly snorted, then said, “It has only been slightly over a month, and this has already occurred three times. This time, he didn’t even want his life anymore. I had a look at that woman. Other than her beauty, she has nothing else.”

“…It’s probably because he has his eyes on her.”

“Can he afford to have feelings for her right now? He is under a love spell. This kind of love spell comes from the West region of Miao Jiang. It is very powerful; after a person is under this love spell, they will meet with a life and death situation, but if he can give up on love, then he will become a healthy, normal person. Let him forget that woman. His life is way more important, and that woman will be the last nail in his coffin.”

Zhou Dayuan did not speak, and he looked sideways at Lu Shaoming. The man’s handsome face was extremely pale, and there were large patches of blood on his grey scarf and his hands. His elegant look had some hints of dread.

Zhou Dayuan sighed in his heart. When the person that he loved deeply has turned into his curse, what could he do?

…

Lu Shaoming slowly opened his eyes, and he observed his surroundings. He was in a villa under his name. He was in a luxurious bedroom that still looked low key, and he was lying down on the rattan chair with a wool blanket covered over him.

“You are awake?”

Lu Shaoming looked sideways, and Zhou Dayuan was seated on a sofa some distance away from him.

“Yeah.” Lu Shaoming lifted his hand to touch his forehead, and his body was full of the smell of sweat and the stench of blood. He stood up and said, “I will go and take a shower.”

Five or six minutes later, Lu Shaoming walked out of the bathroom, and he was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers. He was still damp from the shower as he walked out.

He had a bath towel in his hands that he used to roughly wipe his hair. He then walked beside the counter and took a bottle of red wine to pour in into a wine glass.

He turned around to walk to the side of the sofa, then sat at one end of the sofa. He handed a wine glass over to Zhou Dayuan, and he had a wine glass in his right hand. He leaned back on the sofa, and he took a small sip of wine.

Zhou Dayuan raised the red wine glass, and he glanced at the man. The shower had washed away his fatigue and weariness, and his entire being looked even more youthful and handsome. He was leaning lazily, and both of his legs were crossed together elegantly. Because his legs were too long, his black trousers looked like bermudas on him.

Zhou Dayuan took a sip of red wine, and he complimented him saying, “The taste is not bad. Come, let’s toast to you escaping death yet once again.”

Lu Shaoming glanced at him lightly while he looked at the deep maroon colour of the red wine. “You know how to talk now? If you don’t know how to speak, then shut up.”

Zhou Dayuan shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know how to speak well, then let me ask you: After you return back to T City, what do you plan to do then?”

Lu Shaoming’s deep set features were firm and stubborn. His long lashes that resembled two brushes were quietly closed, and he did have a single expression. “What do you want to say?”

“Heh, you don’t understand what I want to say? We are all men over 30 years old. We are no longer childish or superficial when we see a problem; you are under a love spell right now. Every time you see Ning Qing, or every time when you think of Ning Qing, you end up at the doors of death. I do not agree to you going home to look at Ning Qing, but you did whatever you please. Now, everything is great, did that feel good just now? Leng Zhiyuan was right in what she said. Ning Qing is the reason for your death, so if you want to continue living on, you should let go of her.”

Lu Shaoming’s large, defined hands were extremely lazy as he shook the wine glass. His maroon lips were pursed together lightly. “Let go of her, and let other men possess her instead?”

“If you do not let go of her, you will die, and she will still be possessed by another man.”

“Okay.” Lu Shaoming snorted, and the corners of his lips were curled up in a mocking smile. “Doctor Zhou, what about you, then? You should be equally logical and calm. Why did you want to wait until the age of 30 for a woman who has betrayed you?”

Zhou Dayuan: “…”

Lu Shaoming held his large hand, and he placed it on the chair. His fingers were hitting the back of the chair, and below his thin shirt was his sculpted chest. He shut his eyes slowly and said, “Dayuan, what do you mean by letting go of her? I don’t understand that. Can you show me what to do? Her and I are not together, but she is in the Lu home, and I am here. Even if I divorce her, here’s the situation: I can control my body and let go of her, but I cannot control my heart.

“I cannot stop thinking of her. I cannot control wanting to go back to the Lu home to see her, even though I would die doing so. My brain and heart are full of her; no one can chase her away.”

Zhou Dayuan looked at his face which was scrunched in a frown, and he asked, “You are in pain again?”

He has not ever been exposed to a love spell of this sort, and Lu Shaoming could be considered to be his first patient. He knew that he would be in pain, but he did not know how much pain it would actually be.

Lu Shaoming was a calm and introverted man. He would not express small amounts of pain, and it was only this large amount of pain that could make this tough, masculine man fall on the floor. He was rolling on the floor in agony.

“It can’t be considered to be painful, I am fine.” Lu Shaoming shook his head.

This love spell came every time he thought of Ning Qing. It was as if there were a bug crawling through his bloodstream. The more deeply he thought of her, the more those bugs would chew on his bones, and the pain came from the depths of his bones.

In the Lu home just now, he felt that he was unable to catch his breath, and he was in such pain that he felt numb. If he had stayed there for a second more, he may have passed away.

The small face that appeared in his mind, and she was dressed in a white cotton pyjamas, and the collar had a cute butterfly ribbon on it. It had bell sleeves, and the length of the dress was above her kneecaps.

Maybe because she had just come out from the blankets, both her legs were bare. She had a pair of pink fluffy slippers with cat ears on her feet, and she stood on the stairs to look at him. She was still blurry as she had just awoken, and her entire being was like a small angel that had somehow ended up on earth accidentally.

Her hair was all let down messily, and there was a thin neat fringe in front of her forehead. She still had gauze on her forehead, which was covered up by her fringe, and he did not know how she hurt herself.