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t, shouldn’t it be time for you to tell me Although my feelings for Han Bi are long gone, this emotional knot still remains. I want to know what exactly she did back then that made you treat her so ha...481

When she mentioned the child, Ye Feimo's hands trembled uncontrollably. This sentence was like a second death to him; his heart, which he thought had already ceased hurting, convulsed once again.

The child...

Surely, she was right. Who would give him the chance for his child

Ye Feimo's body slowly stiffened. Warmth could sense a thick layer of sorrow and despair enveloping him, surrounding her waist with hands as rigid as stone.

Warmth reached out to pry open his arms; it took some effort before she succeeded. Her voice was cold when she spoke, "Ye Feimo, leave me alone and don't come looking for me anymore."

"What do you mean" Ye Feimo's voice was so low that it seemed like he had fallen into an icy dungeon. Had Warmth rejected him

Was Warmth planning to abandon him

No, impossible; he wouldn't allow it.

Ye Fei Mo was at a loss, pulling over the warm shoulder, "It’s fine if you hit me or scold me. Whatever it is, please don’t leave me. Don’t ever leave me, Warmth..."

"Ye Fei Mo, perhaps our personalities really aren’t suited for each other. It might be better if we take a break," Warmth said indifferently. "Maybe you’ll find that us separating is the right choice, and that way neither of us will be unhappy."

"I’m very happy." Ye Fei Mo stated firmly, his tone bordering on pleading. "Warmth, can we not break up"

Warmth remained silent, looking at Ye Fei Mo’s frenzied face and panicked eyes, her heart aching painfully as tears welled up in her eyes. As Ye Fei Mo held her face, Warmth bit down on her teeth in speechless reproach, his heart also beginning to ache.

What was he doing

Why did he have to hurt her so deeply

It wasn’t even her fault. Why had things escalated to this point It pained him very much indeed.

All he wanted was for Warmth to give them another chance.

"Ye Fei Mo, didn’t you say that I’m not as good as Han Bi" Warmth smiled and said. Ye Fei Mo felt like arrows were piercing through his heart; he knew it. Words spoken in anger are the most hurtful, and she remembered them all.

He didn't mean to say that; he was just blinded by anger and didn't know what came out of his mouth. He wasn't deliberately saying it.

"I don't mean that, I really don't. It's just a slip of the tongue. Can you forget about it I've never thought of you as inferior to Han Bi," Ye Feimo explained. "I was blinded by anger and jealousy when I saw that scene. I was in so much pain that I wanted you to feel ten times more for me. I didn't sincerely think that you were worse than Han Bi; I just lost my mind at the time, thinking only of how to make you suffer because I was already suffering myself and wanted you to share it with me. Believe me, I didn't mean it," Ye Feimo continued.

Warming scoffed coldly. This indeed fit Ye Feimo's personality: when he was unhappy, he would drag everyone around him down too. Such extreme behavior could easily hurt others and himself.

"You still say I'm dirty." Warming said icily, her brows as sharp as a knife, sweeping across Ye Feimo. "If you think I'm dirty, why do you even wear my shoes"

"Warming..." Ye Feimo was at a loss for words when he saw how cold she was; his heart was pierced by a knife and stabbed fiercely.

Warming... Warming...

When she spoke so coldly about her pain, he didn't know what to say. How could he express the regret in his heart The guilt of hurting her and causing their child's death weighed heavily on him. He hadn't slept well or felt at ease for days.

"I believe you didn't..."

"You're lying!" Warming interrupted Ye Feimo sharply, looking coldly at him. "If you believed me, you wouldn’t have dismissed my explanation even if I said just one word. At the moment you saw what happened in the hotel, your first thought was that I'm an actress who would do anything for attention and sleep with others to get it. You felt betrayed by me. When you turned around to leave at the hotel, I understood why; a second time seeing such a scene would be too much for anyone. But when we got home, what did you say Words so harsh they trampled my self-respect into the dirt. Did I argue back or explain anything No, but you still said that you never wanted to see me again."

Warming paused, her reddened eyes on the verge of tears. "As you wished, I won't have to see you anymore."

"I never thought that way," Ye Feimo sharply retorted. Warming’s accusation was too severe for him to accept. He anxiously grabbed her hand trying to explain himself, but she coldly pulled away.

“Never thought so” She sneered. "Feimo, you always say hurtful things and then act as if nothing happened afterward. You’ve called me all sorts of terrible names before, not just this once. I’m used to it by now. In the past, I never bothered to argue with you; I acted like nothing ever happened either. But have you ever thought about how much these words can affect me I don’t care what others think of me, but when even my closest person looks at me that way, how am I supposed to feel Yes, I may be in the wrong, and I admit it, but should my mistake warrant such a heavy price"

"We argue all the time, yet have I ever said anything truly hurtful to you I always try to consider your feelings and make you happy. But when have you ever considered mine Once you lose control, words fly out of your mouth without restraint, not realizing that some things once said can’t be taken back. Just like pushing me caused our child’s loss; it’s gone, never coming back even if I wish for it. Even if we have children in the future, they won’t be this one."

Ye Feimo knew Warming was speaking the truth; Han Bi had left too deep a shadow on him. Thus, every time he caught any trace of vanity from her, his defenses went up and hurtful words would come out.

"I’m sorry..." Ye Feimo said painfully, his tightly clenched fists trembling with veins bulging visibly, causing immense pain.

Warming spoke each word deliberately, cutting him deeply. He knew there was no escape from this torture; thus he allowed the words to cut deeper.

"You don’t need to apologize. Actually losing the child could be seen as a blessing in disguise. Perhaps our fates were meant to part ways, so the child never came into this world at all. All of this is predestined, destined for us not to be together." running out of time. Have you managed to get back yet"The tone in his voice was anxious. Lost in thought, Moyao idly wondered if Xiaobai was worried that he wouldn’t make it in time for the wedding....