"Sweetheart, no! I would never do this. I love you -"
"Oh, please! Take your lies somewhere else," Su Yanruo sneered. "They are not going to work here, anymore. You have played your games. You have fooled me enough but not anymore. Today, everything needs to end. Your fake love, our fake relationship, and your fake love game."
Rong Yixuan looked at her in desperation. He didn't know what to say to her. She was getting it all wrong. The thought of betrayal and anger was clouding her mind, and she was not ready to listen to anything. Her every accusation was like a needle poking his heart, making him bleed out in pain and anguish. But, somewhere he knew that it was slightly his fault for hiding his real identity and fully responsible for every accusation that she was throwing at him.
Rong Yixuan took a deep breath and moved forward to hold her hand. "Su Yanruo, listen to me -"
