Ji Zhuo closed his eyes, his voice low and suppressed, and the despair in his heart could be clearly heard from his tone alone.

Lin Xihe was also confused at this moment, her mind a complete mess.

She had clearly hardened her heart to completely sever ties with Gu Qinghuai, but fate played a cruel trick on her, and she ended up carrying Gu Qinghuai's child.

Fate really loves to play jokes...

How did a little life suddenly appear in my belly...?

Lin Xihe snapped out of her daze, tears welling in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "I really didn't know, A-Zhuo, I only found out today..."

"Don't know?" Ji Zhuo snorted coldly.

"How can you expect me to trust you?" Ji Zhuo's voice trembled slightly, his tone filled with bitterness and resentment.

His eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them, but he stubbornly held them back, refusing to let a single drop fall.

The feeling of being betrayed by a loved one is like a sharp sword piercing the heart; such excruciating pain is almost unbearable.

"I've only been gone for a little over two months, and you couldn't wait to throw yourself into his arms after I left?" Ji Zhuo's nostrils twitched slightly, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Lin Xihe, is your love so shallow and so cheap? In just a few days, you've fallen for someone else and become so worthless?"

"Have you no shame?"

The air in the room seemed to freeze. The anger in Ji Zhuo's eyes seemed capable of igniting everything around him, but his slightly trembling body betrayed the deep pain in his heart.

Hearing Ji Zhuo's question, which was full of anger and disdain, Lin Xihe hesitated for a few moments before finally mustering a bit of courage to reply weakly, "Really... I only found out today."

Do you even believe what you're saying?

Lin Xihe had actually imagined this situation countless times in her heart. When the cruel reality was laid bare before her, although she still felt heartbroken, she also had a sense of resignation.

After a brief silence, Lin Xihe forced back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes and said softly but firmly, "I know a broken mirror can't be mended, Ji Zhuo. I don't ask for your forgiveness. It's me who owes you."

Just then, the pain in her abdomen came in waves like surging ocean waves, each one stronger than the last, as if to crush her will completely.

She bit her lower lip so hard that her teeth almost dug into her flesh, desperately trying to hold back her pain and not cry out, afraid that this vulnerable display would further enrage Ji Zhuo.

Her hair was already soaked with cold sweat, clinging wetly to her paper-white cheeks, making her look even more disheveled.

Ji Zhuo felt as if the anger in his chest had materialized, turning into a raging inferno. The intense heat seemed to burn a hole through his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

He turned his back to Lin Xihe, attempting to sever the entanglement in his heart in this resolute way.

But there was no sound behind him for a long time, and the deathly silence made him even more panicked.

After much hesitation, he couldn't help but slowly turn his head back.

At first glance, Lin Xihe's bloodless face came into view, along with her hair, soaked in cold sweat and clinging messily to her cheeks, which seemed like a sharp light that instantly pierced through the anger in his heart.

In an instant, the anger seemed to be doused with a bucket of cold water, while the reluctance and heartache deep in his heart grew wildly like weeds.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists at his sides, and forced himself to suppress his anger, hiding the excruciating heartache deep in his heart without revealing a trace of it.

After a moment, Ji Zhuo finally spoke, his voice seemingly carrying shards of ice, calling out, "Lang Feng."

Lang Feng entered the room as swiftly as a gust of wind, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head, replying, "My lord."

"Go and find Doctor Tao, and have him brew a bowl of abortion medicine." Ji Zhuo's tone was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

Yue Feng lowered his head, a complex look flashing across his eyes, and softly replied, "Yes."

This Doctor Tao is a highly skilled physician, someone Ji Zhuo has relied on for a long time. Perhaps only medicine personally prepared by Doctor Tao can Ji Zhuo trust and feel at ease letting Lin Xihe take it.

Upon hearing Ji Zhuo's words, Lin Xihe's mind went blank, and she froze in place, unable to move.

"A-Zhuo, no..."

She called out instinctively, her voice filled with pleading and helplessness.

She instinctively covered her abdomen with her hand, where a small life was growing. Although the arrival of this little life was so sudden, it was still a living life. How could she easily kill it in such a chaotic and hasty situation?

"Lin Xihe, you can't expect me to raise your bastard child, can you?" Ji Zhuo roared angrily.

"That's not what I meant, but could you give me a little time?" Lin Xihe pleaded urgently, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Dream on! The thought of you carrying another man's child makes me want to strangle you, you know that, Lin Xihe!"

Ji Zhuo's roar seemed to shake the room.

"Give you time? How can I give you time!"

His eyes were bloodshot with anger: "Lin Xihe, do you really have no heart?"