The man laughed coldly and shortly, "If that's the case, you might want to think about whether it's more uncomfortable to be handled by me in painful awareness like last night, or to be given medicine to spare you thoughts and torment, so you're simply like a wanton woman constantly begging me for more pleasure."
Chi Huan was shocked, looking at him in disbelief.
But Mo Shiqian had already turned and walked out.
The bedroom returned to its cold and quiet solitude.
Chi Huan lowered her head and blankly stared at the medicine the man had left on the bed, taking a look at it, all for external injuries. She guessed he was aware of how excessive he had been.
Just...
Who could tolerate being stood up on their wedding day?
She closed her eyes, feeling very helpless and even more powerless.
She wished that Mo Shiqian, in a fit of rage, would let her leave.
Lawrence had said with contempt that she needn't bother breaking up with him, because he wouldn't agree.
