She had started to experience early pregnancy symptoms these past few days, unable to eat, struggling to sleep, and frequently feeling nauseous and retching; she had lost quite a bit of weight in just a few days, and her already small face had become even more gaunt, like a sharpened cone.
Wen Zhan, watching her in this state, felt somewhat moved.
But those words of concern and pity were no longer his to say.
"Kejun, I was wrong before. We should have kept our distance after getting married. It was my inability to control myself that led to so many misunderstandings and caused pain and trouble for those around us," Wen Zhan decided to take this opportunity to clear the air with her once and for all.
In the future, they could just be ordinary friends.
At most, she could be considered a sworn younger sister.
Lu Kejun lifted her lashes, looking even more hurt, "What do you mean? Do you really want to draw a line between us?"