Ling Mo could fully understand Huo Yunting's pain, but from Song Xingwan's perspective, she still couldn't forgive him for what he had done that day.
Slightly calming her anger, she spoke to him as calmly as possible:
"Huo Yunting, have you ever thought about this question? How did Wanwan's baby come about? While you were happily preparing to welcome the new life, she was living in pain and torment, filled with anxiety and fear."
Some people might think that being able to conceive the child of the young master of the Huo family is a blessing accumulated over many lifetimes. But in reality, your actions are not permitted by law, and this behavior has naturally caused great harm to Wanwan.
Every time Wanwan touches her increasingly prominent pregnant belly, what do you think is the first thing that comes to mind? Is it your handsome face, or the hideous face you showed when you abused her?
Hearing Ling Mo's words, Huo Yunting lowered his head even further, his emotions plummeting to rock bottom.
"I know I made a big mistake, and I don't dare to hope that Wanwan can forgive me, but deep down I still secretly hope that Wanwan can keep our child."
The methods I used to get her were certainly dishonest, and lately I've been thinking about atoning for it, even contemplating risking my own life for the child's survival. But I dare not tell her any of this. I am utterly unworthy of her bearing my children.
"..."
Seeing Huo Yunting's half-dead appearance, Ling Mo only sighed silently and said nothing more.
This matter is like a knot that's impossible to untie; the tighter you push, the more tangled it becomes...
Not far away, Jiang Yao, dressed in a red wedding gown, was staring blankly at Huo Yunting, who was drowning his sorrows in alcohol, her suffering unspeakable.
From the moment she fell in love with Huo Yunting, she was single-mindedly determined to marry him. Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on her; a scheme ruined all her plans and even caused her to inexplicably lose her marriage.
At first, Jiang Yao had planned to refuse the marriage, but her reputation was ruined, and with the constant pressure from the older generation, she had no choice but to compromise.
"What are you looking at?"
Liang Feifan glanced indifferently at Jiang Yao, who was frequently lost in thought, and followed her gaze towards Huo Yunting.
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