Before Feng Churui had the time to investigate the despair in Wu Xuewei’s eyes, Wu Yuqing was the first to speak, “Why are you still here?”
“I’m here to atone for my sins.”Wu Xuewei glanced coldly at Feng churui and said weakly, “Let go.”
Feng Churui’s gaze was fixated on her pale face. After a long while, he let go of her hand.
He watched as she dragged her flimsy footsteps step by step to the bedside. Then, she raised the sheet that she had been holding tightly in her hand, she said, “Whether you believe it or not, I didn’t mean to push you downstairs. I know that I’m the murderer that you said I was. I killed your child. So, in order to appease your anger, I...”
At this point, Wu Xuewei suddenly found it difficult to breathe. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and endured the chill from the bottom of her feet. She said, “I aborted my three-month-old child. This is the abortion form. Please confirm it.”
She put the abortion form on the bedside table and turned to leave.
