Xian Fan's face turned red. It was the first time she had spoken so boldly and unreasonably. Faced with his question, her lips stammered, and she couldn't utter a single word.
Li Haojue controlled the wheelchair and approached the bedside. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at her. "Miss Xiao, I thought intelligent people don't need to be too explicit in their words. But you've repeatedly tricked me. Even a clay figurine has its temper. It's reasonable for me to be angry, isn't it?"
Without waiting for her to speak, he continued, "I understand your desperation to save your daughter when she was in danger, but since you and I are married. Legally, we are husband and wife. Morally, our every action is bound by constraints. We cannot act in a way that betrays each other. So…" He paused, and she looked up at him.
She was surprised by his words. She thought he was angry because her actions had embarrassed him, making him the subject of ridicule. But now…
