Her fiancé held another woman's hand, intimately whispering and kissing her in front of Mo Shu.
Mo Shu felt a chill throughout her body, she screamed in anger, she was furious, she even wanted to step forward and tear them apart.
But when she separated them, that annoying fiancé swung back and fiercely slapped her.
The slap threw her to the ground.
She couldn't believe it, looking up at the man.
The man looked at her indifferently, his eyes devoid of warmth, yet he cradled the soft woman in his arms, hooking his hand around her waist as if she was a treasured possession, holding her close to him.
Mo Shu heard him say, "Isn't this what you wanted? It's all according to your wishes."
Mo Shu looked at him incredulously, her hand touching her belly, and said, "But, I'm carrying your child, our twins. Don't you want them?"
