One Night of Mistaken Passion, and Mr. Lu Won’t Leave Her Alone

Cold, aloof, scheming CEO × cool-headed ER doctor.

He planned his moves carefully while she kept retreating.

Every time she ran, he chased her, until he finally pulled her into his arms and made her his rightful Mrs. Lu.

Their married life was so sweet it was almost cloying. Every night, he held her tight and refused to let go, wishing he could meld her into his very bones.

But after a misunderstanding, she turned and left, vanishing without a trace for four whole months.

He searched for her like a madman. When he couldn't find her, he drank himself into the hospital.

Under the bright lights of the emergency room, he pressed a hand to his stomach and leaned against the hospital bed. When he looked up,

Bai Qianxu stood before him in a white coat, as cool and composed as ever.

She was thinner, and beneath her white coat, her belly was just beginning to show.

His pupils constricted. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was so hoarse he could barely speak. “...Whose is it?”

“Mine.”

He cornered her at the entrance to the exam room, eyes red. “Bai Qianxu, you ran off with my child for four months and didn't give me a single explanation?”

She turned her head away, refusing to look at him. “Mr. Lu, we've already broken up.”

“Broken up? No.” He ground out each word through clenched teeth. “When did I ever agree to that?”

He grabbed her wrist, his voice hoarse and fierce. “Who said you could run away?”

He trapped her in the corner, his breath brushing her ear. “We can work out anything else, but you leaving me? No way.”

Both leads are devoted only to each other, body and heart.