While Xi Meifang trembled in silence, paralyzed by the sheer brutality of the Hybrids' response to a mere scratch on their Alpha's hand, Luo Youyou slowly pushed herself up, regaining her composure at last. Her hands clenched into fists, but her eyes betrayed the fear that swirled within.
Xi Chonglin, on the other hand, remained rooted to the ground, his mind a chaotic battlefield.
The truth that had been laid bare before him—the revelation that his own wife had orchestrated his parents' deaths—was too staggering to process. His entire world had tilted off its axis.
He wanted to deny it, to believe that Rong Xinghe had fabricated the evidence, but the unshakable conviction in her voice and the irrefutable proof she presented left no room for doubt.
Just then, Li Jungah cleared her throat, her gaze flickering toward the young woman standing at the center of it all. Her voice, laced with hesitance, broke the heavy silence. "Xinghe… don't you think divorce is an extreme decision?"
