When Han Yuheng thought he would lose his wife, their son suddenly cried. He looked at his wife, silently pleading for her to stay. Time passed second by second, yet his wife remained unmoving. Lowering his head, he hugged his son and let out a chuckle.
'It's over,' he thought.
Bai Luyun stood motionless as she smiled with tears rolling down her cheeks. Everyone deserves a second chance. Therefore, she should give herself and her husband a second chance. She didn't want to regret her cowardice later.
Having made up her mind, she walked over to her husband and leaned forward.
Closing his eyes, Han Yuheng was preparing to stand up. But before he could move, he felt a warm body leaning on his back and a pair of cold arms wrap around his shoulders.
"Husband, take me home," Bai Luyun whispered hoarsely.
