Her eyes were filled with determination, as if she would really get rid of his child if he truly didn't want her, and then be with another man.
His mouth was still full of her lingering sweet softness. How could he let such a her be with another man?
Huai Fu Yueming closed his eyes in painful struggle.
Mi Yao returned to the inner court with red-rimmed eyes, looking aggrieved. She went to the bathroom to rinse off before climbing into bed early.
She had a child in her womb, so she couldn't be willful.
But that man made her feel both love and hate.
Sitting on the bed, she then stretched out her small hand to gently touch her flat belly. It was just under two months old, nothing but a little sprout that probably couldn't hear her speak, yet she still lowered her head and whispered.
"Baby, today your daddy bullied your mommy again, making mommy cry for a long, long time. Tell me, isn't your daddy a super jerk for not wanting us anymore? How could he do such a thing?"
