martyr

Everyone in the southern city knew Huo Tingxiao’s heart belonged to someone else, his white moonlight, the woman he cherished above all.

Lin Wan didn’t believe it at first. She thought if she loved him enough, one day, he would turn around and see her.

But reality hit hard the day she fell, blood pooling on the floor. Worse, her unborn child barely survived.

Lying in the hospital, she saw him on TV, attending a grand banquet, holding the white moonlight’s hand as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, she finally understood, no matter how much she gave, his heart would never belong to her.

With a divorce agreement in hand, she left without looking back.

Standing at the doorway of their once-shared home, she looked at him coldly.

“One day, I will make you bow down and apologize to me.”

Huo Tingxiao chuckled mockingly. He thought she was just being dramatic.

But after she vanished from his world, he finally realized what he had lost.

Lin Wan started her own traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and within a few years, it became one of the most renowned in the city.

People lined up daily, drawn not just by her medical skills but by the stunning woman whose presence seemed to glow.

Huo Tingxiao waited outside her clinic for days, hesitant to enter.

Until one day, a little boy spotted him.

The child tilted his head, staring at Huo Tingxiao’s face for a long time, his own features reflecting in the man before him.

Without hesitation, the boy grabbed his hand and led him inside.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Wan didn’t even look up, still grinding medicinal herbs.

Huo Tingxiao’s breath caught. Seeing her again after all these years, his heart pounded uncontrollably.

Without a word, he picked up the boy and turned to leave.

Sharp pain shot through his shoulder.

Huo Tingxiao winced.

The little boy giggled mischievously.

“Mommy said if she ever sees your face again…” His voice was sweet and innocent.

“She won’t show mercy.”

The Devil's Possession: Madness, Obsession and Hatred

The man's lips curled with a hint of mockery. His voice wasn’t loud, but it made Lin Wan feel like she had fallen into an ice cave. 


What she feared had happened so quickly. 


It seemed that Song Yunyi really had the ability to make him hate her to the extreme with just a few tears, even to the point of wanting to divorce her. 


All the kindness he had shown her before seemed to have disappeared. 


Lin Wan felt a dull pain in her chest, but she tried her best to appear fearless. 


She forced a bright smile, fragile yet stubborn. 


"Grandfather will not agree to this. He is the one who decides this marriage. Huo Tingxiao, you cannot divorce me." 


The man looked at her, his disgust deepening. 


"Lin Wan, do you think that at this point, threatening me with your grandfather will still work?" 


Perhaps he was willing to break ties with his grandfather for Song Yunyi. 


She panicked, not knowing how to change his mind. 


Honey, Can We Not Get Divorced?