Chapter 28: I Want to Touch You—You Have No Right to Refuse

But the unexpected visitor wasn’t Fu Yuzhou. It was Chu Ning’s ex-fiancé, Zhou Chenhao, whom she had already broken off the engagement with.

Chu Ning was caught off guard. “Why is it you? Zhou Chenhao, what are you doing here?”

The house was hers—Zhou Chenhao shouldn’t have been here.

Zhou Chenhao’s face was dark as he countered in a cold voice, “If not me, who were you expecting to see?”

As he spoke, he walked over and stopped directly in front of her, his voice frosty. “I don’t have time to play cat and mouse with you, Chu Ning. You’re coming back to the villa with me today.”

Chu Ning’s heart trembled. She laughed in exasperation. “Young Master Zhou, need I remind you that my father and brother already went to the Zhou family to officially break off the engagement? There’s nothing between you and me anymore.

You’re so eager to invite me back to your villa—what is this? A bruised ego? Trying to rekindle an old flame?”

The last sentence was laced with sarcasm, and it hit Zhou Chenhao’s ears like a slap.

Zhou Chenhao knew perfectly well he had no real feelings for Chu Ning—he had never planned to spend his life with her.

Since the moment his mother forced the engagement, he’d done everything he could to use tabloid gossip to disgrace her and drive her away.

Now, he had gotten what he wanted.

But because Chu Ning had disappeared and grown mysteriously independent—completely out of his control—he was feeling the sting of defeat for the first time.

Especially when Chu Ning herself initiated the breakup—it humiliated his pride all over again.

Just half an hour ago, her father and brother came in person to end the engagement. His mother suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized. His father had frozen his bank cards and confiscated all his cars and properties.

Now the only thing he could do was bring Chu Ning back—to restore his chaotic life to what it was before.

“I don’t want to explain anything. Come with me. My mother wants to see you.”

Chu Ning had made up her mind to stay away from Zhou Chenhao, so she naturally refused. “I’m not going back. I already explained everything to Auntie. I’m not repeating myself.”

“Chu Ning, I’ve already made concessions and given you face. If you accept that, maybe—just maybe—I’ll consider changing something. Like…”

Zhou Chenhao suddenly grabbed her soft waist, pulling her delicate body into his arms.

“Don’t touch me.”

Chu Ning shoved him away forcefully. Once, she had longed for his touch. After getting engaged, she moved into his villa and waited like a lonely woman every day, hoping for his return.

To get him to notice her and spark their relationship, she put so much effort into her appearance—beauty treatments, stylish clothes.

But Zhou Chenhao never came home. He spent his days partying, constantly surrounded by scandal—never sparing his official fiancée even a glance.

Now, her heart was numb. She hated his touch. She had developed a deep emotional cleanliness—unable to bear being touched by a man who had been with other women.

Zhou Chenhao was clearly stunned by her words—especially by the disgust in her eyes. It gave him a chill.

That look—like she was staring at a pile of garbage.

It crushed his pride completely.

“You hate me? Chu Ning, weren’t you always desperate for me to touch you before? Didn’t you try everything to get my attention?”

He had never paid her much attention, but he knew all about her actions through the maids at home.

The villa’s closets were full of seductive lingerie. Though she hadn’t personally bought them or worn them to approach him, she had tried them on and waited for him in the bedroom more than once.

Wasn’t her goal to get him into bed?

“That was then. This is now. Zhou Chenhao, what makes you think I would stand in the same place forever? Times have changed. I’m not the same Chu Ning who was once blindly devoted to you.”

Zhou Chenhao’s eyes flared with rage. He gritted his teeth. “But you’re still my fiancée. Even if you don’t want me, as long as you bear my label, you’ll always be mine.

Without my permission, no one else can touch you. And when I want to touch you—you have no right to refuse.”

With that, his strong hand grabbed Chu Ning’s chin, aiming to kiss her flushed lips.

Before he could reach her, Chu Ning turned her head just in time, dodging him.

This was a direct provocation. A glint of cold fury flashed in her beautiful eyes.

He sneered. “Don’t want me to touch you? Hah—then I’ll touch you all the more!”

He picked her up and threw her onto the bed.

Chu Ning knew the ugly truth of a man’s nature. An enraged Zhou Chenhao was a lunatic. The cold menace in his eyes made his intentions crystal clear.

A loveless marriage. Loveless sex. She couldn’t accept that.

Especially not something forced.

The moment she hit the bed, she flipped over and sprang up.

“You lunatic! Zhou Chenhao, if you touch me today—I swear I’ll kill you.”

“Then kill me if you can!”

Zhou Chenhao’s bloodshot eyes were like a beast’s—locking onto her face with a vicious gleam.

He grabbed her ankle and dragged her toward him, pressing his body over hers.

“You bastard—I’ll cripple you!”

In a panic, Chu Ning didn’t hesitate. She raised her high-heeled foot and kicked him hard between the legs.

“You—Chu Ning—you actually did it!”

Zhou Chenhao clutched himself in pain, and just as he reacted, Chu Ning launched another kick. He dodged quickly but grabbed her foot.

“Let go of me!”

Chu Ning yanked herself free with all her strength and bolted into the bathroom.

In the next instant, the bathroom around her shifted—the feminine design was replaced by a distinctly masculine one.

She was in Fu Yuzhou’s bathroom now.

Chu Ning was stunned.

She was back? She had somehow crossed over again?

Overwhelmed, she wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt helpless and reluctant—but mostly relieved. If she hadn’t made it back, she would’ve fallen into Zhou Chenhao’s hands today.

And once he turned into a beast, he would never have let her go.

Now that she was here, she might as well make the best of it.

Chu Ning opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

The timing of both worlds seemed to match up. Fu Yuzhou wasn’t in the dorm at this hour, so she could hide out here for a bit.

Luckily, she had crossed over fully dressed. Even if Fu Yuzhou came back suddenly, she wouldn’t be too embarrassed.

But then she noticed—her collar had been ripped by Zhou Chenhao. The traditional Chinese frog buttons were torn, exposing the black lace bra underneath. The sheer floral design traced elegant curves, half-revealed and highly provocative.

Even she, as a woman, found it seductive.

If a man saw this, he’d definitely be tempted to sin.

She had to sew the buttons back—fast. If Fu Yuzhou saw her like this, he’d definitely get the wrong idea.

But before she could act, the door creaked open.

Fu Yuzhou had returned.