Billionaire's Bride: Eternal Love

It hurt. A lot. When the pale woman on the bed regained consciousness, the first feeling that came to her was a searing pain in the head.

Especially at back just above her nape, it was so painful that it felt like her head was going to explode.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the off-white ceiling of the ward as the smell of disinfectant in the hospital filled the air.

'What about that child...'

At that moment, the door of the ward was pushed open and a tall figure walked in.

The woman raised her head and saw a handsome face carved like a sculpture at a glance. Under his thick black eyebrows was a pair of black and sharp eyes, which were as deep as the boundless starry sky. It would only take one glance to get attracted by this man.

Feeling the gaze from Ivy Rong, Max Hua frowned.

Ivy Rong was frightened by his cold stare. Coming to her senses, she cleared her throat before asking in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Looking at the silly look on her face, the man sneered, "Who am I? What kind of question is that? Cassie Song, stop playing tricks on me. They're not funny. You have to pull yourself together! What's with all the trouble you are going through? Pretending to have lost your memory?"

'Cassie Song?' She knew that she was not this Cassie Song he was talking about. But what was her name? How could she not know her own name?

Staring at the man standing in front of her, she asked with concern, "How is the child?"

"Child? Don't worry. It's settled. You just rest and don't get into any more accidents. I will keep my word. You will be the hostess of the Hua family! Do you understand?"

Max Hua hated it whenever she pretended to be innocent.

Ivy Rong looked at him in a daze. When she heard that the kid was safe, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But the main problem remained. Ivy Rong turned to look at Max Hua and said, "Sir, I really don't know you. And my name is not Cassie Song. My name is..."

Before she could finish her words, her chin was gripped by his slender fingers.

He lifted her chin with his rough fingertips and forced her to look up.

This way, her gaze landed on a pair of deep eyes that were coming to her own face, closer and closer. "Cassie, do you really not remember?"

When Ivy saw the owner, Max's handsome face up close, her heart beat crazily. "Once again, I'm really not Cassie!"

"Cassie, stop playing tricks. It's not funny at all!" Squinting his eyes with a cold expression, Max Hua took out his phone with one hand, found a photo and put it in front of Ivy Rong. "Here. I need you to look long and hard. I dare you to say that this is not you."

She looked at the photo. The woman in the picture was exactly the same as her, and the man standing next to the woman was the man in front of her now.

What the hell was going on?

She raised her head in confusion, staring at the handsome face of Max Hua. The man's aura was almost overwhelming and anyone would want to drown in those mysterious eyes.

He started kissing her, and she couldn't make him stop.

Just when she thought she was about to suffocate, a slight numbness bloomed on her lips.

He was biting her lips!

It was not until Ivy's whole body began to tremble that Max stopped and raised his head with satisfaction. This woman was unexpectedly delicious. His dark eyes slightly deepened further.

With a complicated expression on his face, he asked in a low voice, "Do you remember it now?"

He looked at her as if she was creating trouble out of nothing - the true mark of a menace.

Ivy looked at him, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry. I really can't remember. Who are you?"

Her eyes, which were supposed to be full of schemes, were filled with nothing but sincerity, which caught Max off guard, unable to react for a moment.

He looked straight at her with his deep eyes and said in an embarrassed voice, "I'm your fiance, Max Hua."

As he spoke, he slowly approached her again, reached out and pinched her cheek. He raised her face and looked at it carefully. Then he squinted at her and pronounced every syllable, "Re-mem-ber?"

Ivy nodded. She was afraid that this handsome man would suddenly kiss her again.

Her mind was a mess. She couldn't remember what happened, and now she was engaged to a man she didn't even know. It was like a joke on her from God.

But she had no choice but to accept it, because the photo seemed genuine, and the noble man in front of her did not look like a liar at all.

Although she still felt that something was wrong, she put it in the back of her mind. It seemed that her life did not use to be like this at all.

Looking at the hesitant look on Ivy's face, he put his bony palm gently on her head and said, "Don't worry. I'll find the best doctor for you."

'After all, she is still useful to me.' he pondered as his eyes sank deeper.

Ivy wasn't seriously injured. She could be discharged from the hospital after a few days of treatment and rest.

During this period, Max came to see her every day, which made her a little more familiar with him. However, she still didn't like having him around.

The man in front of her was so powerful that she couldn't dare to approach him.

Max felt something strange. In the past, when she saw him, she would follow him everywhere. But now, why did she have feelings of dislike for him?

Ivy's memory went blank. The only thing she could remember was that when a child was about to be hit by a car, she pushed him out of the car's path.

She looked at Max and asked, "Am I leaving the hospital today?"

Taking a glance at Ivy, who had already started packing her clothes, Max was slightly surprised and asked, "When did you start wearing those cheap clothes?"

Hearing this, Ivy was a little stunned. She raised her head and looked at Max in confusion. "Why would the price matter so much? It's just clothes, right? What's the big difference?"

'She not only pretends to lose her memory, but also pretends to be frugal?'

Turning to the other side, Max said, "You'd better remember what you said today!"

He frowned deeply, wanting to see how long she could hold on with such an innocent look!

Ivy felt distressed. How could she have such a fiance?

Thinking of this, she blurted out, "Well, Mr. Hua, could you please cancel the engagement with me?"

Upon hearing this question, Max, who was about to leave, stiffened and suddenly turned around. He looked at Ivy with cold eyes and said, "Do you have any idea what you are talking about?"

Although it was said in a calm voice, Ivy inexplicably sensed the suppressed anger brewing in him. She timidly looked at Max and said, "I know. I just feel that we are not the right ones for each other..."

What she wanted to say actually was that they were totally from different worlds. How would she live a happy life with this man then? However, she didn't dare to speak it out loud.

Did she really think that he, Max, would fall in love with such a scheming woman? How ridiculous! She must be dreaming! He looked at Ivy with his deep-set eyes and approached her with broad steps.

The tall figure, with a confident stance and an over-all domineering attitude, directly shrouded Ivy in his shadow.

His rough fingers gently pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head. When he saw the evasive look in her eyes, he said slowly, "Don't you remember... the things that you have done, in order for you to secure the position as Mrs. Hua? Now that you have already won it, are you really willing to give it all up, just like that?"

His voice suddenly became emotionless, even ghostly. Looking at the hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes, Ivy couldn't help looking aside and said weakly, "What have I done?"

"What have you done? Do you really want to know? What kind of messed up memory do you have?

How dare you ask that question!" Max was so furious. His eyes flared as if ready to kill someone.

Feeling her legs go weak, Ivy shook her head and stammered, "No, I don't want to, not anymore."

Her life was the priority over knowing what she had done. She could find out on another day. For now, it was more important to stay alive!

Seeing the frightened look on Ivy's face, Max's angular face brushed against her tender face and slid over. His thin lips slowly pressed against her earlobe. He said in a teasing voice, "Curious? Let's talk about it next time."

Then he turned around and took a step forward. "Take your things and let's get out of the hospital!"

Annoyed, she glared at Max who was walking in front of her. She felt like a useless slave that had to walk a few steps behind this bossy man.

She was the patient who was just discharged. However, she was carrying all the bags, while he, the boss held nothing in his hands.

Ivy felt a little depressed, because contradictory to her imposing manner, she was in reality, Max's little eunuch, a servant whose ball had been cut off. Nothing could be lower than that except scum.

"Cassie..." Max suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning around.

Ivy, who had obsessed too much with her thoughts, just stared at Max in a daze. Then she realized that he was calling her and snapped back to reality. She only mumbled, "What?"

Watching her behave strangely, Max forgot what he wanted to say.

Actually, Max just really wanted to pry into her mind to know what was going on in her head.

Ivy also found that she had made a slip of the tongue. Being stared at by those handsome and deep eyes, she just wanted to find a hole in the ground to hide in.

She desperately tried to change the topic. "I wonder how the child I saved is doing right now..."

However, under the sharp gaze of Max, the smile that she tried to ease the atmosphere with, abruptly turned into a hollow grin.

"The child you saved?" echoed Max in a cold voice.

His question, although mouthed with a faint voice, reached Ivy's ears, as if it had stirred up a huge wave. Why did he sound like something was wrong?

"Yes, I saved..."

"Wow Cassie, you haven't changed at all!" Glaring at Ivy with disgust, Max sneered, "Now you want to distort the facts just for the sake of your reputation again?"

"Distorted the facts?" Ivy looked at him in surprise. She knew that she did try to save that child How could he accuse her of distorting the facts?

"Don't even think about it! Your lies won't go unnoticed. Although there was no surveillance in that area, there were many witnesses." Looking at the surprised look on Ivy's face, Max felt the disgust brewing from the bottom of his heart.

Turning his back to her, he shrugged. "Don't get involved in this matter anymore. I'll handle everything."

Ivy followed his receding figure with dagger-like looks. Then she suddenly felt confused. The only memory that she could come up with was the scene before the car accident. How could it be? Was she making it up? Was her brain fooling her to create fake memories?

He took her back to his villa in Yunyan city. When they arrived at the gate, he called out to her as she got out of the car, "You go inside by yourself. I have some errands to run. I'll be back soon."

Looking at the petite figure walking towards the villa, Max drove away with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Ivy felt a strange sense of fear as looking at the huge villa in front of her.

But where could she go? She had no choice but to stay, even though this was her opportunity to run away. She didn't want to end up like a stray dog on the streets. She walked up to the grand main door of the villa and knocked.

Shortly after, a coquettish female voice came from behind the door. "Is Mr. Hua back?"

As soon as Ivy heard it, the door opened.

A woman with exquisite makeup appeared in front of Ivy, and the strong smell of perfume rushed up her nose.

The moment Lisa An saw Ivy and realized that Max wasn't there, the joy on her face disappeared.

She leaned against the door with her arms crossed over her chest and said sarcastically in a cold voice, "How dare you come back after irreparably embarrassing Mr. Hua?"

With some hesitation, Ivy looked back at Lisa An and asked, "This is Max's villa, isn't it? May I ask who you are?"

Her simple yet biting reply rendered Lisa An speechless.

'I haven't seen her for only a few days, but she has already learned to use such vicious and sharp words. If it had been in the past, this woman would have beaten me up. How could she be so calm today?'

Lisa An gritted her teeth and glared at Ivy. "Cassie, don't think it's a big deal that you're Mr. Hua's fiancee now. I was the one who's been with him while you were in the hospital!"

A smug smile appeared on her face.

It suddenly occurred to Ivy how she was on tenterhooks in front that arrogant man.

This woman was with him every day? How could she stand that? Ivy then replied sincerely, "Then it must have been really difficult for you!"

"You! Cassie Song!" Lisa An's face turned red. Looking at Ivy's unmoving demeanor, she suddenly felt that this woman was getting more and more difficult to deal with.

Seeing this beautiful woman's face become pale white, Ivy was slightly worried about her. Remembering that she had been ill and shouldn't stress herself too much, it seemed that she had to stay away from this awkward situation as soon as possible.

With this thought, Ivy merely smiled at Lisa An and entered the villa.

Getting inside, Ivy noticed that the villa was designed and decorated in cold colors and tones. She inevitably thought of Max, whose style perfectly fit the atmosphere of the villa.

With the things in her hands, she didn't know which room she was supposed to stay in. She approached one of the servants who happened to be walking by. "Excuse me, which one is my room? Do you have any idea?"

The servant was a little frightened and was about to apologize, but she heard something she wasn't used to hearing - kind and polite words. She raised her head with her eyes wide open and looked at Ivy in disbelief.

Ivy was confused by the surprised look and asked again, "Do you know which room is mine?"

"Yes, Mrs. Hua! I'll show you to your room upstairs right now." The servant came back to her senses at once. Thinking of what her hostess had done to her before, she slightly trembled and began to help Ivy with the bags and other things she was carrying.

But Ivy simply smiled and said, "You don't have to bother so much. Just tell me which room is mine and I'll go there myself."

The servant's face turned deathly pale. 'Is Mrs. Hua going to fire me? Am I not needed there anymore?'

Trembling, she could only reply in a meek voice, "It's the third room after the stairway."

After getting the answer, Ivy smiled gently and said, "Thank you."

The confused servant could only watch Ivy who was going upstairs. Did she hear it wrong just now? Did her hostess just say 'thank you' to her?

It was just... Was there something wrong with her ears?

Lisa An, on the other hand, watched the scene coldly. Damn it! How did Cassie learn how to win people's support after that dreadful car accident?

Her eyes sank deep as she sneered.

Meanwhile, Ivy went upstairs and counted two doors after the stairway. When she got to the third door, she pushed it open with her luggage.

To her surprise, the door was locked. She tried again, but failed.

"Mrs. Hua, what are you doing there? That's not your room. This one is." The servant was still worried so after hesitating briefly, she followed Ivy upstairs.

Embarrassed, Ivy scratched her head and said, "I'm sorry. I made a mistake."

"Mrs. Hua, Mr. Hua specifically says that no one is allowed to enter that room," the servant plucked up her courage and said, seeing that her hostess was much easier to talk to than before.

As soon as Ivy entered the room of 'hers', she was shocked.

Was this really her style?

Looking at the room decoration that was almost all-black, she found it hard to feel at home in it. She silently put down her own things, turned around and asked the servant who followed her, "Well, is there any other available room?"

The servant, Jill, looked at her seriously and said, "Mrs. Hua, this is really the master bedroom for you and Mr. Hua. We clean it every day, waiting for you..."

Wait... This was her and Max's room?!

She looked at Jill disappointedly and asked, "Is there really no other room? None for just me?"

Jill shook her head firmly under Ivy's pitiful eyes.

Looking around the room again, Ivy could only sigh and accept what was being given to her.

She put her things down and fixed the room up a little. She also unpacked her bags and arranged her things in their proper closets and drawers. It was almost evening by the time she was done.

She went downstairs and came to the kitchen. It was time to prepare dinner.

However, by this time, there was a cook in the kitchen already preparing dinner. It was a medium-built woman about thirty years old. She frowned slightly when she saw Ivy come in.

Thinking of what Lisa had said to her before she left, she squinted slightly and said, "Mrs. Hua, maybe you shouldn't get involved in such a messy place like this kitchen."

Looking at the fresh ingredients, Ivy somehow wanted to have a try. She said to the cook, "Don't worry about me. Just do your own business. I actually like here!"

The cook, Ava, looked at Ivy with a look of disgust. She was convinced by Lisa right now. Her hostess was trying to win her support.

With an evil smile on her lips, she said, "Mrs. Hua, if you have nothing else to do, perhaps you could help me with this..."

Looking at the potato on the ground pointed by Ava, Ivy walked over and was about to pick it up.

At this moment, a basin of water, which was originally placed on the stove, fell and spilled out the water it contained at the discreet touch of Ava.

Ivy couldn't dodge it and was drenched from head to toe.

Ava looked at Ivy who was like a drowned rat, with a successful smile on her lips. If Lisa knew that she had helped her make a fool of Ivy, she would definitely be rewarded with a better position in the house.

After her grand delusion, she pretended to come to Ivy's aid and asked, "Mrs. Hua, are you okay?"

The water that drenched Ivy was so cold that her lips turned a little blue, but she still managed to smile. "It's okay! It's my fault. I guess I was being careless."

Ava looked at Ivy with a sneer. 'Does this woman think that she can win my support by such a trick? Yeah! You wish!'

Ivy wanted to go upstairs to change her clothes, but the cook pushed her gently behind her back.

The floor was still a bit flooded with the spilled water. Although Ava just used a little strength, Ivy lost her balance and fell to the kitchen floor.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

A voice with great anger rang in the kitchen. Ivy raised her head and saw Max's handsome face.

"I fell down by accident," said Ivy in a low voice.

She had thought that the man would leave with only a sneer after hearing this.

But to her surprise, he squatted down and picked her up.

His long arms were strong and powerful. Even through the suit, Ivy could feel a burst of heat.

She struggled stiffly and said, "Don't mind me. I can do it myself."

"Huh, by yourself? And fall down and repeat this absurdity all over again? I don't think so!" Mockery was obvious in his tone.

Ivy's eyes widened. How could this man spit out such rude words? She pouted and said, "Can't you at least be nice and use some positive words?"

"No matter how pretty the words are, they can't beautify the stupid things that you have done!" said Max without any kind tone, taking a slight glance at her.

For a second, a mad thought came to Ivy's mind. She really wanted to bite this hateful man to death!

The cook beside them stood frozen in shock. Was her trick exposed and directly seen by her master, Max?

She couldn't believe what was going on in front of her. Lisa made it clear that Max didn't care about Cassie at all, but now it seemed that it was the opposite of what she said. Did Lisa make a fool of her?

The cook was trembling. She couldn't calm down until the couple was leaving, thinking that her master didn't find out her trick.

But just as Ava was about to completely relax, Max suddenly turned around to stare at her. There was an astonishing coldness and cruelty in his eyes, which made the cook suddenly break out in cold sweat.

After changing her clothes, Ivy went back downstairs and found that there weren't too many servants in the villa. She looked at Max who was sitting on the sofa and reading a newspaper. She didn't know what happened before she came down.

At this moment, Jill was about to walk out with her luggage. Her eyes were red and puffy. Evidently, she had been crying. Seeing her drag her things across the room, Ivy asked Max, "Is she leaving?"

Raising his head, Max took a slight glance at Ivy, and then he said to the servant, "What are you doing? I didn't fire you. You may stay here keep working for me."

Jill was stunned for a while and looked at Ivy gratefully. "Mrs. Hua, thank you!"

Being thanked for no reason, Ivy was also confused.

After dinner, Ivy helped clean up the dining room a bit, and then went upstairs quietly. Since he was so mad at her today, he would definitely not let her sleep on the same bed. She'd better take her own things to sleep on the sofa.

She went into the bedroom in darkness. The dim environment made her unable to see clearly. She walked towards the place where she remembered she had put the suitcase. Soon she found it. Then she picked out a pair of pajamas and was about to step out quietly.

But when she turned around, she bumped into someone's hard chest.

"Aww!"

Max turned on the dim light at the bedside.

Touching her nose which was hurt by the collision, Ivy looked up and saw that Max was standing there with an unhappy face. He seemed to have something to ask, but he just took a look at her coldly, without saying anything.

She quickly raised the clothes in her hands and said consciously, "I'm just here to take my pajamas. I'm getting out right now!" Afraid that she would infuriate him again, Ivy turned around to leave the room.

Hearing what she said, Max was a little sullen. He directly pushed Ivy on the bed, landed on top of her and held her in his arms and wrapped her with his slender legs and feet. Was this damn woman pretending or not?

Ivy was tightly hugged like a pillow by this narrow-minded and childish man.

Although Max's hug was cold, the gesture of it was unexpectedly warm. Ivy rubbed her head against his hard chest and found a comfortable position to relax and close her eyes. She comforted herself in her heart, convincing herself that it was just a rabbit pillow she was hugging, not some mean man's rock hard chest.

She didn't expect that self-hypnosis would work, and she fell asleep soon and even began to snore.

In the dark of night, Max opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping woman in his arms. His eyes were deep. What magic did this woman have that could affect him like this?

He held Ivy tighter. No matter what, she was destined to belong to him since she had already made him change his opinion of her! No matter what!

Ivy, who had thought that she would have nightmares, actually had a good night's sleep. The next morning, she opened her eyes. She was stunned for about three seconds, and then she suddenly screamed as she almost jumped out of the bed. What happened?

The warm touch from her hand and the strong smell of blood made her scream louder as she trembled in horror. She lifted the quilt and saw that Max's abdomen was soaked with fresh bright red blood.

"Max! Max Hua! Don't scare me! What's going on?" Ivy's voice pierced the air with unspeakable fear.

Her whole body trembled, not knowing what to do. She just wanted to know if there was anything wrong with this man and if this was even real.