"None of my business? Xia Ruoxin, don't you forget. You ruined Yixuan and my happiness. I am not done hating you." The heat of masculinity and breath filled with alcohol sprayed on Xia Ruoxin's face. Yet, his voice was ice cold. That hatred was overwhelming.
"Aren't you happy? You have a wife whereas I have lost everything. Isn't it enough?" At this moment, the pain in her chin couldn't be compared to the hurt in her heart. Nonetheless, she smiled coolly and asked in retaliation without fear. The unfortunate person would always be Xia Ruoxin, not Chu Lui. Even if she was not at fault, wasn't it enough for her?
A heart, a left arm, her dignity at the present, her body, and her daughter's life were not enough? All these were not enough?
She didn't know what else she could give him and Xia Yixuan.
