130 No Point Explaining (2/2)

Sss…

The sound tore at Xia Ruoxin's heart. With her trembling hands and the pale lips, she had wanted to say something—to stop him. In the end, she maintained her posture, foolish and silly.

Page after page, her sketchbook became tiny pieces right before her eyes, falling from his hands.

Her lips quivered as she stared absentminded at the tiny, white pieces on the floor. It resembled snow, white yet cold.

Did he know? He may have torn the paper, but she was the one in pieces. This might have been what he wanted.

Her body was lifted. She stared at Chu Lui's gloomy dark eyes numbly. Through his eyes, she saw extreme loathing.

He hated her.

No one had ever loved her. Though he had treated her well in the past, it was all a pretense. She loved him wholeheartedly, but he had faked his love.

”Do you know? You broke my Manni's hand. You owed us both. How can I not repay you? Xia Ruoxin, you have forgotten that I will seek revenge for the slightest grievance. I thought you understood. From the looks of it, you still have some learning to do.” He told her coldly as he slammed her body hard onto the bed.

Xia Ruoxin reached out and placed her hand on her stomach. She broke into a cold sweat from the pain. His strong hatred caused her to become speechless.

No more, no more. She would not say one more word. She smiled bitterly. Anything she says was redundant.

Chu Lui pulled one of Xia Ruoxin's slender arms. It was very thin; he could crush it easily. He sneered as he pinned her left hand on the wall while Xia Ruoxin stared at him with her wide eyes. That depressing look had Chu Lui feel as if something had clawed at his heart. Only now, he was blinded in the eyes and his heart by hatred. This was why he threw all caution into the wind and did something irreversible.