Wen Siyuan's eyes were deep and dark. He said coldly, "I've told you more than once, you should stay home with the kids, live our own lives, stop causing trouble every few days, but you never listened."
"That's one thing, but it wasn't enough for you to stir up trouble in the neighborhood, you even went out looking for excitement. Su Man, when you were in another man's arms, did you ever think about me, your husband?"
"I..."
Su Man felt like Wen Siyuan had ripped her face off. She looked miserable, avoided Wen Siyuan's cold, probing gaze, bit her lip, and was silent for a long time.
"A person should have self-respect and self-love. Have you managed any of that?"
Wen Siyuan's voice was even colder than before: "You never considered that you're a married woman, you didn't think about being a mother. You went out and indulged yourself, and now that we're divorced, you still have the nerve to blame me for being ruthless?"
