"Do I hate her because of her brother?" Qin Manman clenched her fists, her breathing quickening. She sneered, "Muo Huangnian, do you really not know why I hate Wei Ruo? She just told me she's pregnant too, and said you wanted her to keep the baby. I don't care how many times you've slept with her lately—I just want to ask you, when you told me before that you felt nothing for her, was that true?"
"Yes," Muo Huangnian responded without hesitation. "You've loved me for ten years, you're my wife. How could she ever compare to you?"
"If you have no feelings for her, then why did you let her keep the baby?" Qin Manman bit her lip and laughed coldly. "Her child matters, but mine doesn't?"
"Manman," his gaze darkened, "I'll take care of this. All you need to remember is my promise to you—I said I'd only have children with you; no other woman will ever threaten your place."
A promise?
He'd given her so many promises, and each time… he'd carried on doing whatever he wanted afterward.
