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

Lin Wan instinctively tried to break free from him, but Huo Tingxiao secretly exerted force, making her body stick to his. 


The man still had a smile on his face, but his words were more forceful. 


“Wan Wan, so many people are watching. At least we’re husband and wife. You can’t let me lose face in front of so many people, can you?” 


Lin Wan’s expression stiffened. She looked up and saw the old man chatting happily with Lin Jiaming, while Lin Weiwei waved excitedly at her. 


Lin Wan could only stand still and let him hold her. She saw Song Yunyi looking sad in the distance and couldn’t help but mock, “You deliberately got close to me for the sake of face. Aren’t you afraid of hurting your sister Yunyi’s feelings?” 


Huo Tingxiao’s expression froze for a moment, but the next second, he put his hands on her shoulders. 


“Wan Wan, don’t say such things. Come back with me.” 


His low and submissive tone didn’t make Lin Wan feel any better. She felt like he was acting. 


Every Night, Could You Please Show Me Some Pity?