Qiao Ran continued the motion of massaging and applying medicated wine to Shimo without stopping, speaking in a careless tone, "I don't need your belief, and please don't do any good deeds for me in the future. Even if I die by the roadside, please don't spare me another glance, because my affairs have nothing to do with you—nothing at all."
"Mmm..."
As Qiao Ran emphasized the last two words, he also increased the pressure of his massage, the pain making Wen Shimo involuntarily utter a pained groan.
The intense pain instinctively triggered Wen Shimo's anger as he shouted, "Qiao Ran, you want to murder your own..."
The rest of the sentence got stuck in his throat when he realized that he and Qiao Ran were already divorced.
He had subconsciously thought she was—trying to murder her own husband.