This statement, like a sharp thorn, suddenly stabbed into Lu Jianshen's heart.
If possible, she wished she had never said that sentence, wished she had never heard it.
But where in the world could one find a pill for regret?
Lu Jianshen walked towards Nan Xi and embraced her tightly, his head resting on her neck as he painfully murmured, "Xixi, I'm sorry, you were right, I regret it, I don't want to divorce at all, can we not divorce, please?"
He hugged Nan Xi so, so tightly, with such force, it was as if he wanted to meld her into his bones and blood, into his life itself.
If it had been before, Nan Xi would surely have softened by now.
But this time was different, just thinking of the baby's departure tore her heart.
It hurt too much, far too much.
She couldn't even forgive herself, how could she forgive him?
"I'm sorry!"
Even as she spoke, Nan Xi couldn't help but cry.
