She used to feel that Xiang Yimo really, truly loved her, but now she had heard too many rumors and even started to wonder if Xiang Yimo didn't love her anymore.
Touching her slightly bulging belly, she whispered, "Baby, daddy doesn't love us anymore. Is there really any point in us staying here?"
This past month had felt like living in hell for her. She truly worried that if things continued this way, she would become depressed, she would completely break down!
The sky gradually darkened.
Zhong Lingling spent the day in a daze.
She sat alone in the dining room, eating the dinner she had made herself.
Seeing the clock point to six in the evening, in the past, at this time, Xiamg Yimo would have already been home, but now, he wouldn't come back until after ten o'clock.
Zhong Lingling ate her dinner absent-mindedly.
At that moment, the sound of forceful footsteps entered the hall.
