Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 407 Fisher's Conspiracy (2)

Yan Zuozuo tentatively entered the room and found the lights were on. A little scared, she asked, "Director, Director, are you in there?"

But there was still no response, and Yan Zuozuo became even more nervous, taking a few more steps inside.

Fisher was lying on the sofa, his injured arm staining the sleeve of his white shirt red, and even the carpet was stained red. He looked disheveled and haggard.

"Director? Director!" Yan Zuozuo exclaimed and rushed towards Fisher. "Director, Director, what's wrong... Wake up, Director..."

My God, how can there be so much blood?!

Yan Zuozuo quickly went to find a towel to bandage his wound, and then heard Fisher's weak voice, "Ugh."

"Director, you're awake? I'll take you to the hospital right now." Yan Zuozuo took out her phone to call an ambulance, but Fisher stopped her before she could dial the number. "No need to go to the hospital, you're fine."

"But your wound..."

Fisher glanced at the wound on his arm and smiled weakly, "It's nothing, just a small cut... Zuo Zuo, what brings you here? I clearly remember being knocked unconscious..."

How could someone knock you unconscious?

Yan Zuozuo blinked, but now was not the time to ask questions. While bandaging Fisher's wound, she said, "Someone called me and said you were injured."

Yan Zuozuo doesn't really know how to bandage wounds; she only learned a little in college, but hopefully it will still come in handy now.

Fisher deliberately unbuttoned his shirt before Yan Zuozuo arrived, revealing his proudly muscular physique. He looked down at Yan Zuozuo, who was so focused on treating his wounds, and the heat within him grew even stronger.

Zuo Zuo still cares about him, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a hurry.

He couldn't help but reach out and hug Yan Zuozuo tightly, as if imprisoning her, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own bones and blood, and that no one could separate them.

Yan Zuozuo was stunned, and forcefully pushed away Fisher's embrace, "Director, don't do this, let go!"

Fisher held her tightly, whispering tenderly, "Zuo Zuo, I can't live without you... Don't push me away, I love you..."

Yan Zuozuo stared wide-eyed in astonishment. She wasn't unaware of Fisher's intentions, but he hadn't made any excessive moves all along, and she assumed he had given up long ago. But unexpectedly, he now…

"No, Director, let go first." Fisher's gaze was too intense, which frightened Yan Zuozuo.

“I will never let go again, Zuo Zuo, I love you!” Fisher gently lifted her chin, his eyes filled with passionate affection.

Yan Zuozuo stiffened at first, then began to struggle violently. But her strength was no match for Fisher's, and she was pinned to the carpet like a giant net, unable to escape.

"Zuo Zuo, I will only love you in this life. I will cherish you as my lifelong treasure. Zuo Zuo, don't push me away..." His voice was deep and hoarse, sounding exceptionally alluring.

However, Yan Zuozuo didn't find it tempting; instead, she found it terrifying. This was no longer the Fisher she knew, but a beast without reason. She felt as if she were in a desolate wilderness, encountering a ferocious beast that wanted to devour her whole.

"Director, please wake up... I'm married, and I love my husband very much..."

"Don't mention him!" Fisher said angrily, closing his eyes slightly before devoutly kissing Yan Zuozuo.

Yan Zuozuo panicked. She struggled fiercely, turning her head away to refuse Fisher's kiss. Despite her punches and kicks, she couldn't escape. Fisher held her tightly, trying to kiss her again.

Yan Zuozuo reached out and covered his lips: "Director, you can't do this! I am Chi Moqing's wife, I love my husband!" She spoke with a stern and serious tone, her eyes filled with condemnation and hatred as she looked at Fisher.

Such a cruel rejection was as if it had plunged Fisher into the deepest abyss.

Yan Zuozuo stared intently at him, as if facing death without fear.

Fisher felt suffocated; it was this unwavering affection that made it hard for him to breathe. What was it about him that made him inferior to Chi Moqing, allowing Yan Zuozuo to love that man so deeply, keeping him a thousand miles away?

“What can he give you? He only brings you pain! Why do you still love him!” Fisher’s voice trembled with anger as he looked at Yan Zuozuo with anguish.

Yan Zuozuo was very surprised. What did Fisher like about her, and when did he fall in love with her so deeply?

She licked her lips, trying to soothe him, "Director, let me bandage your wound."

Fisher seemed not to hear her words, and murmured in anguish, "Zuo Zuo, did I appear too late...? Actually, you love me, but you just don't want to let Chi Moqing down, right? Zuo Zuo, say something, isn't that right..."

Fisher had long forgotten about the wound on his arm; all he wanted was to confirm that Yan Zuozuo actually loved him too.

“No, it has nothing to do with time. I love him, and I’m destined to love him… Director, wake up. I know you’re just drunk…” Yan Zuozuo gave him a way out.

“Hahaha…hahaha…I’m destined to love him…” Fisher threw his head back and laughed, a shrill and chilling laugh, “It has nothing to do with time…hahaha…” He gasped for breath, and after a violent tremor, he collapsed onto the sofa, his face ashen.

Yan Zuozuo was finally free. She was terrified and quickly got up and ran to the side.

Seeing this, Fisher stared at her, his eyes slightly moist, and felt a pang of pain in his heart, especially when he saw Yan Zuozuo's wary and frightened eyes.

"Zuo Zuo..." he called out to her earnestly, but suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Zuo Zuo, get out of here quickly, quick!"

Yan Zuozuo was startled, thinking there was some danger, and looked around in panic. However, she found nothing. She stared at Fisher, "Director, what's wrong? I... I'll call an ambulance..."

"Zuo Zuo, run! Run while I can still control myself!" Fisher said, and began to frantically tear at his clothes and hair, as if he was trying his best to endure great pain.

Yan Zuozuo was bewildered. She should have left Fisher, after all, he had just treated her like that. But seeing her in pain, she couldn't bear it. Biting her lip, she tentatively went over and asked, "Director, what's wrong?"

Fisher shoved her away: "Get out of here! I told you to leave!" he roared. "I've been drugged. If I don't leave, I'll lose control!"

Yan Zuozuo seemed confused at first, but then it dawned on her. Drugged? Could it be an aphrodisiac?

She instinctively took two steps back, wanting to turn and leave. But seeing Fisher's unbearable pain, she hesitated. Fisher had helped her a lot before; now that he was drugged, could she really just walk away like that?

Yan Zuozuo had never seen Fisher in such pain and vulnerability, and was momentarily stunned and at a loss.

"Mmm!" Just as she hesitated, Fisher suddenly pounced on her, hugged her, and kissed her. Yan Zuozuo finally realized what was happening and tried to resist. Just as Fisher was about to pry open her lips and tongue, she bit his tongue hard.

Fisher cried out in pain, as if regaining his senses, blood trickling from his tongue. His gaze towards Yan Zuozuo darkened slightly, and he said slowly, "Go, go find me a prostitute..."

Yan Zuozuo didn't know what to say for a moment. In her eyes, Fisher had always been a person of integrity. If she really found him a prostitute, would he have any lingering resentment after the incident?

"Director, bear with it, I'll go run you some cold water." Yan Zuozuo ran quickly towards the bathroom.

Fisher remained slumped on the floor in the vast living room, staring blankly at the ceiling. From the moment she saved him, her heart belonged only to him. He came to China solely for her, but he was only a fraction late; she had already married Chi Moqing.

Love was in his heart but he couldn't express it. Every night, he was tormented by loneliness and jealousy, making it difficult for him to fall asleep.

Now that she has rejected him, he no longer even has the chance to fantasize or dream. Fisher thought it would be better to just die, at least then he could leave a few traces in Yan Zuozuo's heart.

He closed his eyes in pain, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.

When Yan Zuozuo returned, she had a wet bath towel in her hand. She gently called to him and covered him with it, saying, "Director, just bear with it... I'll help you take a bath..."

Fisher waved his hand, his voice filled with desolation, "Go away, don't worry about me anymore."

"The director has helped me so many times, how can I not care about you?" Yan Zuozuo said as she helped Fisher up, thinking that as long as he soaked in cold water for a while, the effects of the medicine would wear off.

Is it just to repay him?

When Yan Zuozuo couldn't see, Fisher's heart was filled with malice. They both loved her deeply, so why could Chi Moqing have her, but he couldn't?

He is the one in the world who can protect her the most and who deserves her the most!

He loved her more deeply than anyone else!

In an instant, Fisher was overwhelmed by the evil thoughts in his mind. All his pent-up emotions were released as if breaking free of a cage. Since not getting her would also lead to destruction, why not fight with his back against the wall and try boldly? Even if he were to be completely trapped in the swamp, with her by his side, he would never regret it!

Having made up his mind, Fisher took advantage of Yan Zuozuo's inattention and suddenly struck her hard on the back of the neck with a knife.

"Director, you..." Yan Zuozuo stared at Fisher in shock as she fainted. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but it was as if she saw a hideous demon. Before she could think, she fainted on the ground.

Fisher scooped Yan Zuozuo up in his arms, gazing at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with tenderness. He could finally look at her up close, touch her, and possess her—something he had longed for his entire life.

"Zuo Zuo, you're finally mine, and no one can take you away from me!" Fisher, with tender affection, carried Yan Zuo Zuo to the bed, looking at her carefully, so infatuated, so attached.

After a long while, he slowly took off his clothes, his movements so elegant and exquisite!