Whenever he thought of Lin Yue lying inside while he could only stand outside, a sense of helplessness overwhelmed him; he never wanted to feel that again.
If it weren't for the pregnancy at that time, Lin Yue's situation wouldn't have been so dangerous.
So now, whenever he sees him, that sense of powerlessness surges in his heart again,
constantly reminding him of how useless he is.
Noticing the anger in Lin Yue's eyes, Zhuo Xiangqiao instinctively flinched; he didn't want to express this helplessness to others,
especially not to Lin Yue…
"Xiang Qiao..." Lin Yue looked at him as if he was going to avoid the issue again, with a hint of disappointment in her tone.
But she didn't intend to let this topic go; she had to use this opportunity to have a good talk with Zhuo Xiangqiao.
She took a deep breath, exhaling the stale air in her chest.
