She still wanted a wedding ceremony. She wanted to put on a wedding gown and stand by his side, letting the world know that Yan Rusheng was her man.
Indeed, humans are never content.
…
This was the third time Zhou Shuang went to the washroom since Xuxu left.
She emerged from the washroom. She took a mug and poured herself some water. Then she walked to the window and drew the curtains, looking at the scenery beyond.
N City's night landscape was captivating. She opened the windows and a cold gust of wind blew into the room.
She gripped tightly onto her mug. The warmth of the water radiated into her palm.
Her legs started to feel tired after a while, so she leaned sideways on the window.
"Oh, my."
Suddenly, the young fellow in her womb gave her a kick. She felt like her tummy dented out during his kick.
She gently rubbed her tummy. "Naughty one, why did you kick Mommy?"
