"I can't be at ease!"
All the excuses he had thought of at that moment were completely discarded.
He only felt the blood in his body rushing upward—he wanted to care for this woman, why did he still have to rely on lies?
Zhuo Jian's eyes instantly moistened upon hearing this.
"Fu Yanye, if you don't divorce me now, I'm going to sue you!"
She didn't know why she said it—was it because she was afraid he would be kind to her again? Or was it because she feared falling further and wanted to remind herself that their relationship had to end?
"I'd rather die than divorce!"
Fu Yanye said, then raised his hand to embrace her, pressing her against his chilly body.
Zhuo Jian felt his body was truly comfortable, and as she had no strength to struggle, she just lay there.
Fu Yanye looked down at her, the words 'sue' stinging like a sharp dagger fiercely into his chest, but he could endure it.
If it didn't kill him, he could endure!
