My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

"Jian Han," He stretched his left hand out to hold her small hand. He tried hard to control his temper and not yell at her. He also ignored the hand that Tang Fan placed around her waist. He pulled her over and allowed her to come into his embrace. He closed his eyes and kissed her forehead. "Where did you go. Did you know that I couldn't find you anymore? Do you know that? Don't do this again, okay? I would not be able to take it again."

He really couldn't take it. He almost went crazy just now.

He opened his eyes in the condominium unit and did not see her around anywhere. He went downstairs to look for her, and he still did not see her. After that, he rushed out of the house to chase after her.

He went along the streets to look for her among multiple alley ways. He spent almost an hour looking for her. There were so many people on the streets. When he first started, no one looked like her, and slowly, he started to think that every person looked like her.

He almost went crazy. What was he going to do if he couldn't find her?

He would not be able to continue living on.

He would die.

Jian Han smelled the familiar clean scent on his body. She stretched her small hand out slowly to tug the material of his sweater on his waist. This was great. This felt really nice.

Since the moment she saw him at the first glance just now, she felt her heart was full. The man whom she longed for and loved deeply, the man whom she wanted so badly had finally arrived.

"Sorry, I won't dare to do it another time…" She admitted to her mistake while being in his embrace. "I went to the supermarket to buy some things. I wanted to go home and make some delicious things for you to eat, but after I exited the doors of the supermarket, I didn't know how to find the road back home. I even cried for such a long time… Am I very foolish?"

She lifted her small head up and looked at him with her large, innocent, pure eyes

All of Zhou Dayuan's frustrations and chaotic feelings were all calmed down the moment he heard her speak and saw the wronged expression in her eyes. His heart felt a feather brush across it, and it was extremely gentle and soft as it did so.

He stretched out his thumb to help her wipe the glistening tears left on her face. He placed his right hand over her large belly before he smiled and said to her, "Wifey is not foolish. You are not foolish at all, but in my opinion, my wife and my son are way more important compared to delicious food, so in the future, don't run off. Don't leave me."

"Okay!" Jian Han nodded her head forcefully.

Zhou Dayuan stretched his hand out to take the bags that she held in her hands. He cupped her small shoulders with his other hand. He looked at Tang Fan, and his gaze was sincere as he said, "Thank you."

All of his feelings were concluded in these two words.

Tang Fan understood. He placed both of his hands in his pockets and had a smile on his face while he nodded his head. "If you really want to thank me, then treat Jian Han better in the future. This woman, she loved you for many years in a place without you."

It was not the best, but it had to be even better than the best. No matter who would be lucky to meet such a girl like Jian Han in life, Zhou Dayuan, he really saved the entire milky way in his past life.

"I will." Zhou Dayuan cupped Jian Han as they turned around to leave.

Both of them went far away. Tang Fan heard the sound of them chatting with one another. The woman lifted her small head up to ask him, "Where are we going right now?"

She always forgot things and people non stop. She just said she wanted to go home, and now, she already forgotten where she was going to go.

The man was extremely patient. His low tone was mixed together with satisfaction and happiness as he said, "Going back home. Didn't you say that you are going to prepare something delicious for me? I am really hungry right now."

"Really? Then I will cook for you when we get home."

"Okay, Wifey is the best."….

Tang Fan stood up straight. There was a smile on the corners of his lips. He turned around and took large strides forward.

…

After they went home, Zhou Dayuan ended up cooking. After they ate lunch, the two nested on the bed. The sunlight was bright and piercing on the spring day. He drew the curtains in the bedroom and left a thin light muslin. The bright rays of sunshine spewed from outside of the window onto the large bed. Jian Han perched herself on Zhou Dayuan's body, and she went to take the thermometer.

"37 degrees. You do not have a fever anymore." Jian Han's eyes were happy and joyous.

"Yeah," Zhou Dayuan took a blanket and covered it over her stomach. He lay his handsome back on the headboard of the bed as he held her with a squint to his eyes. "I said it before. I would get better very soon after I had medication. I need to take care of you. I won't collapse."

Jian Han curled the corners of her lips up. She touched his handsome face with her small hand as she gently kissed his handsome looking lower jaw.

Noting that she was taking the lead, Zhou Dayuan flipped his body over and wanted to get on her.

"Oi!" Jian Han blocked his mouth quickly and gurgled in laughter while she pretended to be displeased. "Don't mess around.."

Zhou Dayuan looked at the sweet and happy expression on her face. His dark eyes were full of love and pamper. He did move around further, and that was because he thought of a very serious problem. "Jian Han, do you know who I am?"

Jian Han blinked with her long fan like eyelashes, and she shook her head in a blur.

Zhou Dayuan's gaze slowly turned dark. When he had found out in the beginning that she could remember every one of her patients, he thought of making use of this plan to have a relationship with her, but now, he realized that it did not work.

The words Zhou Dayuan were really just a name on a medical record log to her. She could treat his illness, she addressed him as Zhou Dayuan, but the moment she had feelings for him, she would forget his name.

He did not know how long she would stay in this condition. Maybe it would last for an entire lifetime. Actually, if it was, a lifetime so be it. He did not mind, but the things that occurred today gave him a warning in advance. The moment he did not keep an eye on her, she would run out of the house, and after she ran out, she would not remember him. She would forget his name, his look, his contact number…

It was too dangerous this way. He faced the possibility of losing her at any moment.

Zhou Dayuan touched her small clean face. He bent over to peck her red lips. "Jian Han, I am your man. My name is Zhou Dayuan. Do you remember?"

Jian Han's soft and gentle small body moved around for a bit. She was both embarrassed and uneasy at she pushed him, and she resisted him coyly. "You are not."

"Why am I not? I really am." Zhou Dayuan turned her small face over and forced her to look at him. "I am your man. I am the man you love. You belong to me, so I can do those things to you…" He stretched his index finger out slowly to poke her small heart. "This place is full of the love you have for me. Your heart is beating for me!"

Jian Han was in a daze. Her small pinkish face was also pale. She started to be emotional. She used both her hands and feet to push him away, with her gaze full of fear. "You get lost. You go away. I don't want to listen…"

She curled herself up as she cowered in a small corner beside the bed. Because she was both angry and afraid, she pulled the blanket to cover her small face up.

Zhou Dayuan's gaze was very gentle. With her behaving like this, how could he go and force her?

The stem of her illness was here. She took responsibility for her parents' deaths. She was unable to accept the love that she had for him, so now, how could he force her to remember that he was her man?

But if she did not force him, what else could he do? He was afraid that he would lose her again.

Zhou Dayuan hugged her from behind. The small woman was still struggling. She pouted her pink lips as she snorted out calling him "bad person." He laughed. He stretched his hand out to pull the blanket on her small face down as he said, "Don't you feel stuffy with the blanket covering your face? Okay, I will stop speaking. Everything is good as long as you are happy."

It was only then that Jian Han stopped making a fuss. She turned her body around and perched herself on his chest obediently. She was drowsy, so she closed her eyes to sleep.

The thing that she did not know, the man lay on the headboard of the bed silently and did not move for a long time. He hugged her and kissed her hair again and again while he murmured her name.

How was he going to be cruel?

…

Something happened the next day.

Jian Han woke up the next morning to realize that she could not see Zhou Dayuan anywhere. There was one additional person in the condominium unit; it was her assistant, Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping brought her to the psychological clinic and prepared lunch for her, and she brought her back to the condominium unit again. Xiao Ping did all of the things that Zhou Dayuan once did.

All of this shouldn't have made any difference to Jian Han, who had forgotten everything and everyone else. She never truly put any effort to remember Zhou Dayuan, but…she started to feel that her heart was empty.

She started to daydream. She did not care about the patients that she had in the clinic. She curled up on the sofa all alone, and the moment she started to daydream, it would last for the entire day.

She stopped smiling. Her small pink face started to sink in, and even her almond-shaped eyes lost their vigour.

She stopped talking. Whenever Xiao Ping spoke to her, she seemed like she didn't hear it, and her frail and body had a nine month old bump, and she looked as if she was going to fall over when the wind blew over.

The nights were the hardest to get over. She did not like to sleep in her bedroom anymore. She would walk to the guest room beside her bedroom before lying down on the large bed. She would bury her small face in the pillow and deeply to sniff it. A few days ago, she would still smell that clean and crisp mesmerizing scent, and after that, there was no trace of that scent anymore.

Her entire being felt as if it'd been dug empty — both lost and soulless.

She fell asleep in a blur that day and suddenly heard the rumbling of thunder coming from outside the window. She woke up shocked from her dreams as she leaped up from the bed.

There was lighting outside the window. The piercing white light illuminated her deathly pale face. There was a drizzle outside the window. In the dark room, as she curled herself up slowly, she buried her small face into her kneecaps, and hot tears trickled down from her eyes.

After she sobbed for a while, she lifted her blankets up, and she put on her slippers to get out of bed.

She opened the main doors of the condominium unit, and she walked out.

It was around 1am at that time. It was raining , and there was almost no one on the streets anymore. The road lamp shone a faint yellow glow onto the streets. She wore her white nightgown as she walked all alone.

There was an Aunty who took an umbrella in her hands as she ran over. "Young lady, it is raining right now. Why are you here drenched in the rain? Go home quickly. Your stomach is already so big right now. You are ruining yourself."

Jian Han did not seem to be listening to her, and she walked on in a daze.

The aunty sighed as she walked away.

After she walked the span of an entire street, she did not know what tripped her. She sprained her right ankle. It was impossible for her to continue walking. She sat by the flower pond beside the road, and she slowly stretched her small hands out to cup her face as she silently sobbed.

At this moment, there was an umbrella over her head, and there was someone who came to face her.

She withdrew her small hand, and there was a pair of black trousers in her line of vision. As she went further up, it was a clean white shirt, and as she went even further up, it was that handsome and familiar face that was still somewhat alien.

He came.

Zhou Dayuan.

Jian Han sobbed softly. Her entire body was drenched. Her silky hair was stuck on the side of her cheeks. On her neck, her small shoulders were frail and trembling as she stared at him with reddened eyes.

Zhou Dayuan looked at this woman from his vantage point. She was absolutely pitiful beyond description, and he heard the sound of his heart bleeding.

"Who am I?" He persisted as he looked at her.

Jian Han choked up as she was unwilling to answer.

Zhou Dayuan was silent for a few moments before he turned around to leave.

But he was unable to leave because his trousers were tugged by a gentle little hand. She cried out loudly as she said, "Woo woo…my… My man… Zhou Dayuan…"

The umbrella in Zhou Dayuan's hands fell onto the floor. He turned around as he knelt down in front of her. He knelt on the door with one knee, and he stretched his shaking hands to cup her small face. " I am sorry… I am sorry…"