"If I could choose, I really wish you had never loved me," Ye Yuqiao continued, her face streaming with more and more tears.
Tears cascaded down her perfect face and dropped onto Chen Hao's.
"Yuqiao, what's really going on?" Chen Hao was frantic, his heart thumping chaotically with anxiety.
He had an ominous premonition! A wave of bitterness surged up to his throat, making his voice hoarse and breathless.
"But I couldn't refuse you at the beginning," Ye Yuqiao said with a tearful smile, her eyes gazing softly at Chen Hao. "Chen Hao, thank you. The time I've spent with you has been truly blissful. Thank you for your tenderness, for cherishing me, for everything you've done for me."
"Yuqiao, what are you talking about!" Chen Hao's face turned ashen. "Are you saying you're leaving me?"
