Her thin lips lightly pressed together as her peripheral vision caught his sharp gaze.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she still resolutely shook her head, "I don't want it."
Huo Jingyan's thin lips curved up, spreading a sarcastic smile.
For the first time in his life, he doubted himself—in this stalemate, was the one in the wrong her or him?
There were plenty of women eager to have his child, so what was the point of lowering himself, even discarding his dignity, to desperately beg her to keep this child she so resists?
She was the mother of the child, yet she didn't even want it herself.
"Alright," Huo Jingyan nodded sarcastically, "if you don't want it, then you don't."
As his words fell, he suddenly got up from the bed, grabbed Xun Nuo's wrist, pulled her off the bed, and dragged her toward the bedroom door.
Xun Nuo stared at him in a daze, "Huo Jingyan, what are you doing?"
