Wu Bai Hee stared at the door of her room as Zhao Jun Jie had slammed the front door behind him. He had come in, taken a bunch of clothes out of his closet, and then left just like that.
She demanded to know where he was going and what bitch he was sleeping with if he wasn't sleeping with her, but she knew the answer.
She refused to play second fiddle to another woman, especially one like that. She was such a goodie-two-shoes, always poking her nose into other people's problems… healing the sick and the poor.
Ugh, women like that set unrealistic standards and took all the men away from normal women. Look at her; she had seven men hanging off of her every word, and now there was going to be one more.
Whatever, good riddance to bad rubble and all that shit.
Gritting her teeth, Wu Bai Hee stood up for the first time since she had woken up in her bed, no longer pregnant.
