Married to his secret crush

"You can sit here," She pointed towards the bed before sliding a little towards the side, giving him more space.

The man raised an eyebrow before sitting on the bed.

The polite smile on her face faded a little. Since when did he become so obedient? Did he have to sit here just because she said that? "Cough…so I did not mean to do that…" She raised both her hands before sticking them together, trying to imitate their hug position from earlier.

"Oh, that?" Amusement flickered in his eyes.

She could feel the heat rising her neck, "I…I am just afraid of dark… So.." Here comes a bad lie!

He pressed the back of his hand on her forehead, "Your fever is gone…"

She blinked, "That…T-thank…" For god's sake, stop stammering, will you? She cursed herself in her heart before taking a deep breath, "Thank you for taking care of me and sorry for being a burden."

"The way you were shouting my name…." The man indifferently looked at her, "It felt like some old lover is calling out to me."

She choked, "Cough… Who is your old lover? Don't talk nonsense."

"Didn't expect you to know my name," The man said looking straight into her dark eyes.

She froze.

Her mind went blank.

Dammit! How could she forget that?!

Seems like the fever made her muddle-headed. Now, what was she going to do? 

Tell the truth? Will he believe her? What if he didn't?

The man did not speak a single word as he watched the myriad of emotions flashing on her face. He was trying to gauge out the truth from her face.

She closed her eyes to take a deep breath. The moment she opened them, they had regained their usual calmness, "One day after I woke up from the coma, I got to know your name," She was not lying here. The day when she woke up, she didn't have a single memory of the previous owner.

It was only the next day when she got all the information. Once she saw his face in her memory, she recognized him as her friend even when the original owner didn't know his name.

His cold eyes were looking through every small detail and she was sure of that.

''How did you know?" He asked.

She raised an eyebrow, "I am not Yu Mei Zhen," She softly said looking at him with an unwavering gaze.

"That's impossible," He replied without missing a beat.

And this concludes the end of the discussion, she thought to herself. 

"Whatever it is doesn't concern you. You should remember that our relationship is nothing but an illusion. We are no real husband and wife who are supposed to share everything," She pulled the blanket towards her waist before leaning back on the headrest of the bed. 

Looking at him with a serious gaze, she continued, "I have my secrets. I won't be lying about that. But that doesn't mean I want to share them with you. Moreover, you have your secrets too. Although I know your name, I don't know what you do neither do I have any idea about your family. Living in a place like this, you must be pretty rich."

What she did not know was that living in Ren Mansion was not just a matter of being wealthy. Just anyone with money would not be able to afford it.

One must be powerful and influential to be living in this place.

Even the previous owner was unaware of it and took it as a piece of expensive property which is why she could not get any information from her memory.

Unaware of this, Yu Mei continued, "We will be divorced soon. The less we get entangled with each other, the better it is.... Your wealth or your identity, I am not interested in any of this. As for your name, it's good that I know it. And it's even better you know that I know it. Addressing you as 'this Young Master' was pretty tiring," After speaking, she looked at his face.

He chuckled. 

"What's there to laugh about?" Her brows furrowed slightly.

"I don't mind you addressing me as 'this Young Master' forever…" He paused feeling something amiss with his words.

She looked at his face in amusement. It has been a long time since she saw him smiling like this. "You should smile more. You look more charming like this," She genuinely said as an involuntary smile formed on her face.

He froze and his face turned to normal within a split second.

"Wait…" She frowned, "What do you mean by forever?''

He cleared his throat, "Till our divorce."

She nodded, "Your definition of forever is a bit weird. I almost thought you feel something for me."

"You wish," He glanced at her coldly.

She laughed, "Can you get me some water?"

The man stood up from the bed before getting the glass of water from the bedside table. "Don't expect me to serve you ever again," He softly said as he sat beside her. 

She finished it in a few big gulps before passing it to him, "Yes, yes, I'll never do that." It was already a big deal that this cranky old man took care of her today, maybe out of pity or because of his mother.

Whatever the reason was, she wouldn't expect it from him again.

She looked around the room, trying to see the weather outside the window but it was so dark that she could barely see anything except for his face under the dim candlelight, "Why is it so dark in the room?" She looked at the man.

"There was a short circuit."

"Oh? So what's the time right now?"

"It's past midnight already," He replied.

Did she sleep for that long? She sighed. Seems like the blood loss from yesterday was not completely harmless at all. The whole day, she had been feeling weak but she thought it will be fine soon.

She never expected was that she would faint in the kitchen.

In fact, when she was washing the dishes, Shi Luo called her again, informing her about the situation of Rosette and trying to convince her to take some action.

And it had an effect on her sickly body.

Overthinking surely leads to trouble...but...

Wait… Where is her phone?

She pushed her pillow aside before trying to check under her blanket but she could barely see anything in the dark…

"Are you looking for this?''