"Mommy! Mommy!" Shen Xuan's small voice cried out desperately behind her as he wriggled out of Bai Zhi's hold and ran after her, "Mommy, where are you going? Don't leave me… please… I will be good… I promise I will be good…"
Yueyao stopped briefly in the doorway, her shoulders trembling.
But there was no softness in her eyes as she turned back to look at him.
Only a dull, suffocating disgust twisted in her chest at the mere sound of his voice.
His cries grated against her ears like rusted metal scraping against bone. Her temples throbbed painfully as nausea clawed up her throat.
"Don't… don't call me that," she spat hoarsely, her voice shaking with cold fury, "Don't ever… call me that again."
Since he had a new mommy, she didn't need to hear that word coming from him. And now, she hated that word.
"Mommy… please… I love you...."
