Only To You, Wife

Everyone has gone home including ChengJia who was in a hurry saying that she has to talk to her sister to become her manager at the moment since she's only doing this once.

As she runs her way out, ZhiYong has his eyes on her back. Longing is plastered on his face.

Madam Lin noticed this from a few steps away, and her heart ached for him though hers isn't any better.

She took gentle strides to his side, "She looks just like her, right? I almost wanted to believe she is XinYi who is only in disguise."

The man smiled with pain in his eyes.

"ZhiYong, I think it's time to let go of my granddaughter. You know how she is. It would hurt her knowing that you can't let go of your memories with her."

ZhiYong did not answer but just put his hands inside his pants and sighed.

"You have to accept that she has left. The least you can do is to show her that you are not quitting your life. You must move on."

ZhiYong let out another sigh, "How about you grandma? Have you moved on?" he asked looking at Madam Lin.

Madam Lin did not waver, "She left me with no choice. I love XinYi and I love the people she loved, that includes you, ZhiYong. So I swore on her grave that as long as I am alive, I will keep on watching you for her stead. I am not growing any younger and it pains me to think that in the end, I cannot face XinYi in the afterlife because I failed to watch over you for her."

The man lowered his head with guilt. Thinking how selfish he is to sulk and to let others worry for him just because of his longing for XinYi.

After his wife died, he never had an interest in other women no more. He felt disgusted with women who kept on trying to get near him, being firm that he will only love XinYi in his life.

He became cold to everyone who tried to get near him. And in a blink, he became a whole new person.

ZhiYong took over his father's company and is running it for five years now with an undeniable success rate. He focused on working.

To those who knew nothing about him, he is a god-like CEO but to those who knew the fact about his sudden change, think that he is working his ass tirelessly to follow his wife on the other side of the world.

The people who are close to him, especially his parents and Madam Lin have been watching him closely to ensure that he would stop his foolishness with his dead wife.

"I'm sorry, grandma. I just can't believe she left just like that. If only I arrived on time, I could have prevented what had happened."

"I understand what you're saying but how many times do I have to tell you? It's not your fault. What had happened was bound to happen. Please let go of XinYi and try to move on. Only when you stop your folly will I be able to rest."

ZhiYong nodded even if his mind is still in chaos. He doesn't want to make grandmother-in-law worry further because he doesn't want to disappoint XinYi.

"Worry no more grandmother. For Lin XinYi's sake, I will move on."

Their conversation ended with Madam Lin hugging ZhiYong for comfort. They then separate ways.

Later that night in the Royal Heights, where prominent families from the society live, ZhiYong dropped down his weight on the sofa. He looked at the wedding picture hanged on the wall in their matrimonial house but focused on the face of the woman with a beautiful bright smile.

He missed her always but just looking at his wife's face like this satisfies him. Yet tonight, he wanted more. That need of wanting her beside was awoken the moment he held ChengJia.

For a moment in his mind, he fancied that the lady was his late wife, but he knew it's impossible because he clearly saw her in the coffin.

Closing his eyes, he was reminded at how ChengJia grinned at him with her eyes so bright, then he remembered XinYi. The way they smile is so alike that it gave him a headache.

"My wife, do you send me this lady as your representation? But I loved only you the most... I am so, sorry if I am swayed when I saw Cheng Jia. I can't be with someone else than you."

ZhiYong murmured...

"ZhiYong..."

"Mmmmm..." ZhiYong mumbled as he turned his body to his side.

The woman giggled amusedly. She leaned in to kiss ZhiYong's lips, which made him slowly open his eyes. He blinked a few times before he realized who he is seeing. He retracted to a sitting position.

"XinYi? Is that you?" he asked creasing his brows. He was only answered with a smile.

"What's wrong with you, baby? Of course, it's me. I'm sorry I haven't come home earlier, the school was really..."

XinYi did not finish her reasoning as ZhiYong crashed her lips with his.

"I missed you so much."

XinYi's soft gaze didn't do much to calm ZhiYong's needy soul. Instead, it intensified the man's ardor towards his wife.

In a swift, ZhiYong is already hovering over XinYi while looking at her eyes with the eagerness to devour her.

"Why did you make me wait?"

"Oh baby, if only I can ditch all the school works, I would have done it. But every time I wanted to come home, I remembered the words of this arrogant person who said that if I wanted to stay by his side, I should earn a degree to be worthy to be called Mrs. Wang," XinYi explained.

ZhiYong kissed his wife's temple then gazed at her guiltily.

"That person who dared you of such foolishness is crazy. How dare him to say such a thing to his wife when he was going nuts after not being able to see her? You should not listen to him."

XinYi giggled, "Then shall I rebel and made him pay?"

"And how are you planning to make him pay?"

ZhiYong keeps on answering as if he is not referring to himself.

"I'd pester him to not go to work and just stay with me in bed for the rest of my stay before I go back to the US."

"You're becoming more and more naughty, wife."

"That's because my husband influenced me badly."

ZhiYong's gaze darkened with lust as XinYi blushed.

"Will you not leave, anymore? I think I won't be able to handle being away with you for even just a week. I will soon be busy shooting a new movie along with that, I am handling matters with the company so I won't be able to visit you."

XinYi caressed her husband's face gently. "Mmmm...I know. Did you know, it was so hard to concentrate on my studies when my mind wanders? I lost my wits because of you. And every time I see a picture of you with a female artist, my head aches, that I think it would burst."

The husband smirked, "So?"

"So as my husband I think you should take responsibility."

Nodding, ZhiYong answered, "I will, my wife. You don't have to go back to the US anymore. I'll let Secretary Su handle the matters with your studies so that you can transfer here. And let's soon announce our marriage to the public after the movie I'm doing if that's fine with you."

XinYi nodded vigorously, beaming.

"I won't oppose any more. It is really hard getting jealous on my own."

"It's harder not being able to tell the world that you are my wife to fuck off the men surrounding you."

Rolling her eyes at her husband, XinYi answered, "Do you think I'm still that naive to entertain those men who just wanted to hit on me?"

"I'm just afraid you'd be so kind as to entertain bastards."

XinYi looked at her husband furiously, "Husband! Have faith in your wife, will you? Every word that you taught me was imprinted in my brain. Besides, how can I think of someone else when all I think of is you?"

Knowing that XinYi is irritated, ZhiYong nuzzled into his wife's neck saying, "I'm sorry, baby. I have faith in you. Please don't get angry with me and just take responsibility instead."

He was shot with a questioning look, "What do you mean?"

ZhiYong pressed his erection unto his wife as XinYi blushed.

"Baby, you're naughty as always. How could you tempt me when I'm angry at you?"

ZhiYong coughed, "That's the reason I got a hard-on."

"Everything seems to be a reason for you to get a hard-on."

"Only to you, wife."

He leaned in and kissed XinYi passionately that only sweet moans under the breath can be heard from his wife.

When ZhiYong woke up, his back ached along with his throbbing erection. He grunts and strode to his room to cool himself.

'Oh, this is torture.'