Ling Yunshu did not wait for Ling Chuxia's response and continued speaking, "I should have guessed it long ago. You were together for three years, not three days; how could there be no feelings at all? Otherwise, you wouldn't want to keep Che's child, right?"
Child...
Ling Chuxia's hands clenched tightly, her fingertips turning fiercely pale.
Ling Yunshu spoke calmly, but her words, each and every word, felt like they were pressing on her fatal spots, almost making her breathless.
"A woman's intuition is always accurate. Although I'm not sure about your thoughts, Chuxia, I didn't dare to take any risk. I've waited for three years; I've waited too long. I really couldn't bear to lose Che again, so I was selfish for once. I forced you to go abroad; I wanted to make you disappear from Che's sight. Then, Che would no longer see you, no longer think of you, and it would be just Che and me."
