How could there be such a vile person in this world? Her eyes were red as she looked at him, a gaze filled with pain and hatred. In the end, she said nothing, enduring the pain in her knees as she got up and walked away.
Young Master Huo remained in the bathtub for a long time after that, until the water had turned completely cold and the heat from his body dissipated. Only then did he brace himself against the edge of the tub to stand up.
The fall he had just taken wasn't light. His waist had slammed against the tub's edge, and now a slight twist made him breathe heavily from the pain. Luckily, he had caught her in time; otherwise, with her small frame, even if she wasn't injured severely, she might have lost the child she was carrying.
Thinking about An Ge's pregnancy made Huo Shaoyan's mood even worse. Was she really the woman from that night in the cellar? If not, whose child was she carrying?