Chapter 242

"Impossible!" Fu Sitian responded to Jiang Lin in a deep voice. His temples throbbed, and his hands gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, clearly struggling to control his emotions and anger.

Jiang Lin's gaze was solemn, her decision to divorce evidently unwavering, "Let's not talk about that now. Let's go back."

Fu Sitian extended his arm and pulled her into a tight embrace, as if trying to fuse her into his very bones and blood.

Jiang Lin knelt in place with a calm heart, devoid of any ripples, "Sitian, you know my personality."

The man protecting himself instinctively tightened his grip, then, after a long moment, his heart unwilling and his emotions reluctant, he let go.

"Let's go," he said, turning around and wheeling himself away.

Jiang Lin's hand, reaching to grasp the armrest of his wheelchair, stiffened midair, trembling slightly before awkwardly retracting.