Then, overnight, she changed like this, wanting a divorce, wanting to leave him.
What did she even take him for, a toy to be discarded once obtained?
"Shiche."
"I don't know how many lives I have left to be tormented by this inherited curse, Yunshen. I never wanted to get married, nor did I want to afflict anyone else. She was the one who desperately clung to me," Mo Shiche said with a dark, mocking laugh, "Having clung to me for seventeen years, ensnaring my marriage and having wiled away my interest, does she think she can just leave now?"
Mu Yunshen pursed his lips and said solemnly, "Your dad is still alive, which means that turning thirty might not necessarily be the end. He must have ways to alleviate the poison's effects. Wait until he comes back next time."
