Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 284 - 284 284 Unexpected Guest (1)_1

?Chapter 284: 284, Unexpected Guest (1)_1 Chapter 284: 284, Unexpected Guest (1)_1 In the villa
When Khan woke up, he felt a bit groggy.

He sat up and rubbed his forehead, and the memories of the previous night flooded into his mind like a tide.

Xiya!

He abruptly came to his senses and scanned the room, but he couldn’t find her anywhere.

When he saw the small jar discarded on the bedside table from the corner of his eye, he had a terrible feeling about it.

That jar was not foreign to him. He had one himself, a medicinal ointment made by Bai Jue. Just a whiff could put him into a deep sleep.

Damn, no wonder he slept so heavily.

He quickly threw off the covers, put on the clothes scattered on the ground, and immediately began searching for Xiya.

“Xiya, Xiya…”

He had checked every room from top to bottom but had not seen a trace of anyone.

Khan felt a slight panic at the bottom of his heart. He picked up his phone and saw that Daisy had called, and the call had been answered.

Could it have been… Answered by Xiya.

Thinking of this possibility, Khan’s heart sank. He quickly dialed Xiya’s number, but the phone was switched off.

Damn, how could he have fallen asleep last night.

With a ‘ding,’ the door opened.

Khan’s eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over.

Seeing who it was, the hope in his eyes instantly faded.

“Oh, big designer Khan has finally woken up,” Peter said sarcastically.

Khan came close, staring at Peter. “Peter, do you know where Xiya has gone?” He asked.

“Xiya?” Peter feigned confusion, “Isn’t she with you?”

Khan’s face turned serious. “Peter, I’m not in the mood for jokes. Where has Xiya gone?”

Peter laughed derisively, “That’s funny coming from you. You two were the only ones here last night and now she’s gone missing, you’re questioning me about it.”

At his words, Khan’s eyes revealed a pleading look. “Peter, there’s been a misunderstanding between me and Xiya. Please tell me where she is. I need to find her and clear things up.”

“Ha!” How could Xiya, that heartless girl, suffer because of him? She was trying to deal with everything with just a simple “misunderstanding.” Nice try.

“Khan, misunderstandings don’t just happen out of nowhere,” Peter said coldly, staring at him. “Do you remember the phone call Xiya made to you in the middle of the night last week?”

Khan frowned, not understanding why Peter was bringing that up.

“What are you implying?”

With a cold laugh, Peter said, “I’ll tell you. That night, Xiya had a stomach hemorrhage. You were the first person she called. But you, you ignored her call and stayed with another woman. Do you know she almost died in this house that night? She’s been avoiding you for some time because she spent those few days lying in the hospital. By the way, the hospital she went to that night was the same one you took your ex-girlfriend to.”

At his words, Khan gasped, shock rippling through him.

He hadn’t known. He really hadn’t known she was sick.

That night, Daisy suddenly fell ill. Having no relatives in the M Country, he had to take her to the hospital. He left in such a hurry that he left his phone in the car. He didn’t expect Xiya to call him at that time. He did call her back later, but she didn’t answer and had been avoiding him ever since.

So that was it.

“Peter, my phone was left in the car that night. It wasn’t intentional. I didn’t know about Xiya’s stomach hemorrhage. Can you tell me where she is now? I need to go and explain to her,” Kahn said, gripping Peter’s arm, his voice filled with anxiety.

Peter brushed off his hand, saying calmly, “You still have your ex-girlfriend. Maybe you two can rekindle your old relationship. Please leave Xiya alone.”

Because of him, the carefree girl of his family couldn’t live freely anymore.

“No, Peter, I can never let go of Xiya. As for Daisy, I will handle it,” Khan responded, his expression serious.

Peter shrugged, “Suit yourself. Please close the door when you leave.”

With that said, he took the keys from the table and left.

Khan clenched his fists, a dark shadow crossing his eyes.

Xiya, wherever you are, I will find you!

…

The day was bright and clear, yet stiflingly hot.

Having stayed in the old mansion for two days, Jian Qing felt like she was being fed until she was about to turn into a little pig. Rhee was serving her nourishing food every day, and she was scared to eat any more.

Rhee came out of the kitchen, with a servant carrying something next to her.

“Little Qingqing, come and try what I just made.”

A gentle voice sounded, and Jian Qing sitting on the sofa had a helpless look in her eyes.

That sentence again!

She put down her tablet, and looked at what the servant was carrying. The image of a greasy chicken soup suddenly came to her mind.

However, this time, she was clearly wrong.

“Little Qingqing, don’t worry, this time it’s not a supplement. You’re going to love it,” Rhee told the servant to place the food on the table. Seeing the fear of supplements in Jian Qing’s eyes, she comforted her with a smile.

“Look, what’s this?”

Jian Qing followed her gaze and was slightly surprised.

Was this strawberry milk sago?

“It’s too hot nowadays, this is the best thing to eat,” Rhee said, handing a bowl to Jian Qing. “Try it and see if you like it.”

Jian Qing’s eyes lit up, yet she could only eye it hungrily.

She still couldn’t eat cold food with the confinement ongoing. If Xiaojing found out, it would be terrible.

“Don’t worry, your bowl is warm,” Rhee said, seeing her hesitation.

Jian Qing’s eyes curved up and she quickly reached out to take the bowl.

“Thank you, Auntie!”

“There’s no need for thanks among family.” Rhee sat down, picked up a bowl and started eating herself.

Jian Qing took a bite and said with satisfaction, “Mmm, it’s delicious!”

Getting praise from her daughter-in-law, Rhee felt very satisfied.

“If it’s delicious, eat more.”

Jian Qing nodded, her mouth still curled in a smile.

Early in the morning, the old Lady Quan had gone out with her friend. The others were at work, leaving only Rhee and Jian Qing at home.

“Is Jingwu coming home for lunch today?” Rhee asked.

Having a daughter-in-law was a good thing, as it meant her son was visiting home more often for meals.

“Yes,” Jian Qing nodded in affirmation.

Rhee was about to say something else, but a servant walked in and interrupted their conversation.

“Second Madame, Miss Song is here.”