With one hand clasping Zhuo Ya's waist, his chin raised arrogantly, a faint cold smile curled on his lips as he looked towards Gu Yanting.
"President Gu, Zhuo Ya will soon become my pawn, you better leave here as soon as possible."
"Ah Ya, do you really not want me and the baby anymore?"
"Even if you don't have much time left, I still want to be with you."
Even if Zhuo Ya died, Gu Yanting would stay with her until the end.
Zhuo Ya's heart throbbed violently, her hand hanging by her side slowly clenched into a fist.
She had been enduring, enduring with great pain.
"I don't want you to be with me, Gu Yanting."
"Moreover, I am not going to die, Gu Jin will save me."
"When I am well again, I will bear children for Gu Jin, as for the baby, I don't want it anymore."
Zhuo Ya pinched the palm of her hand, muddling the flesh with blood.
The pain was unfelt, heartache unfelt.
She was like a walking corpse, spouting words of extreme cruelty to Gu Yanting.
