She knew it wasn't true, but her heart was still struck hard.
It was already ten o'clock at night, Loh Minxian rushed out of Su Lan's house holding her in her thin nightdress, heading straight to the hospital's obstetrics and gynecology department. It turned out that when he said he would be late coming home tonight, he went to Su Lan's place.
From Jiangcheng to Island City, it only takes a four-hour drive. If the photos hadn't been exposed, she might still be in the dark.
These days, he's been coming home late because of the busyness of the renovations, is it all true? Or has he been going back and forth between Jiangcheng and the island multiple times?
Doubts are like seeds. Once they have the right temperature, they start to sprout, eventually turning into poisonous vines that suffocate you.
"Ah Xian, should I continue to trust you?" Jing Xianjun lightly moved her lips, as if asking the heavens, or asking herself.
