"Why must you divorce me?" Ye Sihan's voice was hoarse, his chest aching in waves.
He couldn't imagine life after Xing Ling left, each day passing by.
"Fine, divorce or death, choose one," Xing Ling's eyes shimmered with tears.
Ye Sihan's body jolted, his emotions suddenly flaring up in a low growl, "Don't talk about dying!"
The tears in Xing Ling's eyes then fell, "Then choose divorce!"
Ye Sihan's facial features tensed, and before he lost control of his emotions, he turned and got out of the car.
"Take her back." He instructed the driver and slammed the car door.
Xing Ling sat alone in the car, tears falling nonstop.
Crying made her heart hurt, her head ache, pain was everywhere...
Why did Ye Sihan insist on forcefully keeping her by his side? Did he think that by doing this, the past events could be erased?
It wouldn't, it would only be remembered more clearly.
"I want to get out of the car." Xing Ling lifted her face, stained with tears.