C2 (1/2)

”Regret?” Bo Shiyan coldly snorted, ”Who do you think you are?”

Chu Zhao closed her eyes, her fair face was covered with fatigue.

Her voice was extremely soft, but it was as if she had used up all of her strength and said, ”Bo Shiyan, I'm tired. Let's get divorced.”

Even though she had loved him for so many years and became a Mrs. Bo as she wished, this did not mean that her dignity would be trampled upon by him.

Bo Shiyan's face was covered with a layer of ice, he did not care about her emotions at all and warned: ”Chu Zhao, don't play any tricks. ”If you give birth obediently, maybe I can still let you live.”

”If you want children, you can go find them. Why must it be me?!”

Chu Zhao shouted out loudly as he stood in front of her, looking down at her from above.

”Because you injured Jinghao, so you must pay the corresponding price!”

”It's not me, like I said, Su Jinghao's matter has nothing to do with me!”

Chu Zhao asked powerlessly: ”Why? Why are you unwilling to believe me?”

Bo Shiyan frowned, just then, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Bo Shiyan no longer had the patience to deal with this woman.

Chu Zhao heard his voice.

”Fainted? ”Alright, I'll be right there.”

”Bo Shiyan!”

Chu Zhao didn't know where she got the courage from, but when she heard that he was about to leave, she supported herself on the edge of the bathtub, trying her best to stand up and chase after him.

Unexpectedly, she blacked out and with a plop, Chu Zhao fell heavily onto the ground.

There was a wave of pain in her lower abdomen, and she could feel something slipping away …

”Ah Yan, save me …”

Pata.

The door closed and he was gone.

In his heart, she could never compare to Su Jinghao.

Chu Zhao's heart had died.