Take what you did to my grave

Yue Ling sat on her side of the bed with a blank expression written on her face. Her bluish-green eyes stare into Lu Tian's dark ones like she was trying to read his thoughts.

The more she stared at his straight expression, the space between her brows crease, and her lower lip trembles ever so light.

Whether she was trying to hold back on crying or laughing, no one could tell.

Lu Tian settled in his spot next to his wife. He stared at her with a straight and severe expression. He needed to let her know that he meant his words when he didn't want her to jump out the window.

However, when he saw her lower lip tremble ever so lightly, his eyes tremble, and his entire being froze.

He could feel sweat start to form on his forehead, and a wave of nervousness slowly crawled inside him like tiny ants.

His wife had been staring at him like he was a criminal being interrogated. How did it suddenly change to her on the verge of crying?