She opened her eyes again, opened her mouth, yet found a sharp pain in her throat, unable to produce any sound.
She raised her hand to clutch her throat; her whole body began to tremble violently. She couldn't stop retching, her upper body nearly pressed against the ground. However, no matter how hard she tried, her throat wouldn't make a sound.
She was mute...
Fu Qingshuang lifted her head in disbelief.
Luo Xiao met her gaze with lowered eyes. Their eyes met, but his eyes remained devoid of any emotion, "This is the price for threatening me. I don't kill you because you have already lost everything. Living will be more painful than dying."
Fu Qingshuang's shoulders shook as she tried to laugh, but no sound came out.
Indeed, she had to love him, to the extent of having a broken family, a shattered body and mind...
Fu Qingshuang closed her eyes, her throat burning with pain. Regret?
