"But didn't I leave you with a divorce agreement? I don't want anything from you. All I want is my child." Fang Xiu did not expect this turn of events, and mechanically continued to write in response to Jing Xin's words.
"Xiu, whether it's you or the child, I want you both. You can't think about leaving me. I have lost everything already. If you abandon me too, there'd be no point in living. I might as well die on a mission." Jing Xin was heartbroken and helpless. His wife was still talking about the divorce agreement and thinking about leaving him.
"You bastard, so many people who want to live can't, and yet you're considering giving up. Who does that decision honor?" Fang Xiu finished this sentence, put her pen in his hand, and turned to walk towards Qin Xue's house.
"Xiu, without you all, I don't even know who my family is, why should I stay in this world? I might as well redeem my wrongdoings." Jing Xin grabbed Fang Xiu's hand and spoke softly.
