When she brought up their baby, Ye Feimo's hands started to tremble. Her words felt like he had died again. His heart, which he thought could no longer feel any pain, was once again twisted and wrenched.
Their baby...
She was right. Who would give their baby one more chance?
Ye Feimo's body slowly stiffened. Wen Nuan could feel the deep sadness and despair that was enveloping him. The hand around her waist was as stiff as stone.
Wen Nuan reached out and pried his arm off. It took a lot of effort to get him to let go. Her voice was cold. "Ye Feimo, please leave. Don't come looking for me anymore."
"What do you mean?" Ye Feimo's voice was barely a whisper, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake. Was Wen Nuan leaving him?
Was Wen Nuan going to abandon him?
No. Impossible. He wouldn't allow it.
Ye Feimo panicked. He grabbed Wen Nuan's shoulders. "Hit me, yell at me, do whatever you want. Please, don't leave me. Please, don't leave me, Wen Nuan..."
