Li Zaijun's tears rolled down her cheeks as one hand shielded her moist eyes, while the other, clutching her clothes, turned her knuckles white.
Seeing her like this, Shen Lin felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart.
He had thought it was her fault, but in reality, he was the one at fault.
It turned out that she knew more than he had assumed, but she was not clear about the whole truth, which is why she had acted this way.
Looking at her slender back, he couldn't help but step forward, "Xiaojun, listen to me, it's not what you think. She is pregnant, but—"
"But what? I don't want to listen, I don't need to hear it!"
She turned around, tears swirling in her eyes, and in a swift movement, she grabbed the glass of lemonade from the table and splashed it on his face, yelling, "Bastard! I never want to see you again."
Afterward, ignoring everything, she turned and rushed out, leaving the place.
