Chapter 2237 - 2240: Fool, It’s All My Fault 3

She reached out her hand, grabbing his hand: "Let’s pinky promise for reconciliation; no more arguments, you are not allowed to ignore me,

or neglect me, or bully me. You have no idea how much it hurt last night. My leg was crushed by the cabinet, I couldn’t get up. I wanted you to save me, but I shouted till my throat was sore, and you weren’t by my side."

Sheng Sheng grasped her hand, slapping his own face: "I’m a bastard. You were injured, and I wasn’t by your side. Maimai, hit me, hit me hard!"

Maimai forcefully pulled back her hand; she couldn’t bear to hit him. What if she hurt him? Plus, he was having a fever.

Maimai realized Sheng Sheng truly wasn’t angry at her anymore. Her heart, which had been held up high, finally settled, but then she felt grievance, extreme grievance, followed by overwhelming complaints.

"You scoundrel, how can you be so bad? You’re truly a bastard. Last night, I almost cried myself blind. I called you, and you didn’t answer. When my hand was injured and I fell, you had no idea how much I wished you would hold me and comfort me, but you didn’t pick up the phone. How could you not take my call?"

"Even if you’re angry, you can’t just ignore my calls, right? What if it wasn’t just these minor injuries? What if I was hit on the head instead of the leg and couldn’t find someone to save me? I could have died, you know?"

The severity of her words made his heart clench tighter with pain at each utterance.

Then he covered her mouth with his hand, which still smelled of medicinal wine, overpowering her senses and causing her to frown.

However, Sheng Sheng said, "Don’t ever say the word ’die’. Never say it."

Maimai pushed his hand away: "Then don’t ignore my calls!"

"I broke my phone by accident; it’s not that I didn’t want to answer your call." Sheng Sheng explained sheepishly and solemnly vowed, "Maimai, I promise you, no matter what happens in the future, I won’t miss your call or let you find me unreachable. If I do, may I be struck by lightning!"

Maimai pursed her lips, nodded, and said, "Okay."

But her tears continued to fall. "You also have to stop throwing things. You can’t throw things in front of me, can’t smash or break things. There are two glasses in the bar cabinet I bought that I really liked, but you kicked them to pieces. And that table, I really liked it too. I even carved something on it a few days ago, but you broke it. How can you smash everything you see? This habit is terrifying. Getting angry and smashing things, I’ve never seen you like this before."

Sheng Sheng’s expression became more guilty, even panicked.

After a long while, he finally asked, "Maimai, is my image in your mind...?"

"Is it what?" Why stop halfway?

"Has it been completely destroyed? Do you think I’m a bad man, with a bad temper? Short-tempered? Or something else..." He had many good qualifications. He was a confident, even arrogant person, yet in front of this girl, at this moment, he felt insecure, a bit inferior!

He cared deeply about preserving his perfect image in her eyes.

The reason was simple, he valued her too much. His whole heart was with her, fearing that his imperfections might make her dislike him. In love, no one is truly confident. Some people might be wonderfully outstanding and perfect,