"I... the child is yours," Chiyo Ito bit her lip, her face turning pale.
"Mine?" Dan Hanxi burst into mocking laughter, grabbing her hair and pushing her against the door, right where the wine glass had fallen moments ago.
The red wine was still slowly dripping down the wall, its wet touch like blood flowing down a cheek...
"I have limited patience; you'd best not use the tricks you pulled on Dan Hanjie on me, or else I'll show you what's worse than death!" With that, Dan Hanxi pushed Chiyo Ito towards the shattered glass.
She was just an inch away from having the glass pierce her face.
"Tell me, if this face of yours gets ruined, how will you get close to Dan Hanjie? What do you think would happen if Ito Hiroki realized you've been deceiving him from the start? Would he still keep you around like a useless chess piece?"
"Don't do this to me..." Chiyo Ito blurted out in panic, her hands firmly pressing against the floor, her eyes fixed on the glass shards drawing closer.
