He didn't believe her...
Just like in the last life... no matter what, he was unwilling to believe her...
Is it inescapable?
Is this what fate dictates?
All that is destined, will inevitably happen...
Luo Qiangwei sat blankly in the bathtub, as if she had lost her soul, motionless until the hot water turned completely cold.
Mo Shiche hurried out of the bedroom and quickly headed towards the stairs. Barely descending a few steps, he suddenly knelt down, barely holding onto the handrail to avoid falling.
But still, he forced himself out of the Mo Mansion, got into his car, and started the engine to drive a short distance away from home.
The pain grew more and more intense.
He could hardly bear it any longer.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
"Yunshen... come pick me up, I... can't take it anymore."
......
In the following two weeks, Mo Shiche did not return home.
