Qin Shuang felt her heart wrench violently.
It was like being stabbed with a knife, blood gushing.
The night she heard He Ning say that she had a miscarriage due to taking medicine, her mind raced with many possibilities. Perhaps she had taken the wrong medication by mistake, or maybe someone had drugged her. She even wondered who could hate her so much.
But she never thought it would be Gu Nanzhong.
The man who had once been so tender to her, smiling as he promised a lifetime together.
Just because she had given up on their relationship first, he retaliated against her in such a way.
Qin Shuang turned and walked out of the bedroom, quickly went to the kitchen to grab a fruit knife, and then barefooted, walked out the door holding the knife.
It was night outside, and it had just finished raining.
The ground was icy and cold, dotted with shallow puddles.
