After Time Traveling, I was Forced to Marry a Wealthy Family

Gu Huai immediately untied Mu Ci’s handcuffs, embraced him, dipped his fingers into some tea on the small coffee table, and patted Mu Ci’s face.

“Wake up, Mu Ci, wake up.”

After a long time, Mu Ci reluctantly opened his eyes, closed them again, and weakly uttered, “It’s so cold, and I feel so uncomfortable.”

“It’s okay, don’t be afraid.” Gu Huai calmly removed his coat and wrapped it around Mu Ci. He then lifted him by the waist, saying, “I’ll take you to the doctor.”

Mu Ci moved with difficulty; his eyes went dark for a moment, and the last thing he saw was Gu Huai’s calm but anxious profile. He fell into deep darkness, completely losing consciousness.

Unaware that he had slept all night, Mu Ci found himself surrounded by private doctors working in a mess. He was fed water, given injections while sleeping, and even received mouth-to-mouth feeding of hot porridge from Gu Huai.

As the doctors worked until midnight, Mu Ci’s body temperature returned to normal, and his complexion improved.

Jiang Wenjing, a kind-hearted doctor, remarked lightly, “No matter what, you shouldn’t have stripped him naked and locked him on a recliner in the winter. His physical condition is weak, making it easy to catch a cold.”

Gu Huai, uneasy but still worried about Mu Ci, responded coldly: “Just treat the disease; don’t talk too much.”

Gu Huai knew the study’s floor heating was fully on, making wandering around in single clothes tolerable. The reason he dared to lock Mu Ci naked was because he considered this. However, Mu Ci’s fever was exacerbated by Gu Huai’s bad attitude and harsh treatment.

Sensitive and vulnerable due to past experiences, Mu Ci couldn’t easily shake off emotional injuries. His childhood trauma left him unable to form a healthy body. Locked up and humiliated, he couldn’t escape getting sick.

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Mu Ci woke up the next morning at 9 a.m., feeling weak and shrouded in the aftermath of illness. As he turned over, he found himself close to a warm chest—Gu Huai, who had worked until late the previous night.

Gu Huai, squinting from fatigue, woke up as Mu Ci moved and instinctively checked his forehead.

Gu Huai sighed in relief, “Fortunately, the fever didn’t return. Jiang Wenjing mentioned that if the fever subsides in the morning, it should be fine.”

Feeling a slight tremor from the person under his hand, Gu Huai, after a moment of surprise, loosened his grip.

After regaining some strength, he asked quietly, “Are you cold?”

Mu Ci, avoiding eye contact, hoarsely replied, “I’m thirsty and want water.”

Gu Huai swiftly fetched a cup of warm water, assisting Mu Ci in drinking it slowly.

Mu Ci’s slightly long bangs fell softly on his forehead, partly obstructing his eyes, giving him a fragile and youthful appearance. Despite being twenty-three, his eyes held the innocence of a boy.

Gu Huai, feeling guilty, took the empty glass to the table and apologized softly, “I’m sorry for acting impulsively yesterday, locking you in the study without explanation. I promise to treat you better in the future and ensure you won’t suffer unjustly.”

Mu Ci tied up his hair without a word and calmly said, “Gu Huai, do I seem like someone with a burnt-out brain?”

Startled, Gu Huai replied, “The doctor said you’re fine.”

Mu Ci chuckled inexplicably, turning to him with cold eyes, “Then why spout shameless words? Or is your brain burnt out? Have you forgotten what I said last night?”

After a pause, Mu Ci spoke softly, “I hate you. I’ll hate you for life.”

The memories of their ugly fight flooded Gu Huai’s mind. It seemed they reached the point of being almost enemies. No, perhaps Mu Ci just harbored a unilateral hatred, while Gu Huai’s heart remained committed.

Gu Huai was momentarily stunned. “I just like you so much, and I want you to stay.”

“Are you making excuses?” Mu Ci turned away, preparing to leave the bed. “I hate your excuses for treating me that way.”

Mu Ci’s feet touched the floor, and he nearly stumbled. Gu Huai swiftly picked him up, returning him to the bed. “The doctor said you need a day of rest to fully recover. Stop moving and be obedient.”

Despite Gu Huai’s gentle tone, Mu Ci grew angrier. He struggled, insisting, “Let go of me!”

Gu Huai held on, hugging Mu Ci from behind. He affectionately rested his chin on Mu Ci’s shoulder and admitted, “As for what you said, that you hate me, I’ve considered it too.”

Gu Huai’s tone took a sinister turn, and he chuckled against Mu Ci’s ear. “I don’t care. Since I can’t have your heart, I’ll settle for having you. Don’t you agree, baby?”

In essence, Gu Huai resembled Jing Zheng, but in this relationship, Gu Huai was the one who fell in love first. This, in itself, was even more daunting.

Stalked by a weaker person might be annoying, but when a powerful person was infatuated, it could lead to threats, house arrest, and leave you with no options.

Mu Ci experienced this mess, feeling trapped and with no way out, using cold words as his only defense against Gu Huai’s relentless pursuit.