Agree To Divorce Him

It's in a coffee shop nearby the hospital. It wasn't the time for lunch, the shop was deserted, only a few waiters walked back and forth. A man was seated in the most private box, wearing a black coat and grey British hat, the hat brim was pulled so down that only half of his face could be seen.

With a cup of coffee in his hand, he kept looking through the window at the street below. He rang the bell until he saw a familiar figure and asked the waiter to serve him his order.

Soon after, Xia Yuwei hurriedly entered the coffee shop.

She took off her white mask and a pair of black leather gloves and sat across from the man.

She had just been slapped in the face, she looked pale, and there were five clear fingerprints on her cheek.

"Did he hit you again? The man frowned, looking at Xia Yuwei surprisingly.

Xia Yuwei rubbed her face.

"It wasn't him." She sighed helplessly.