Ling Tian'ao glanced out the window, then turned back to her, "Not long ago, you were still holding my hand, throwing yourself into my arms, saying I was your husband! You said how much you loved me! But it hasn't been long, and now you're holding hands with Dongye!"
"We're getting a divorce, and I'm going to America with Dongye. You have no idea how much Dongye has done for me, even his pet snake died tragically because of me! I owe him, and even if it takes a lifetime, I couldn't repay him, let alone just holding hands." Xia Zhisu never intended to say it like that.
But in front of so many people, seeing him cuddling with Zoey, she felt jealous in her heart.
Even if she thought this jealousy was unjustified.
But how could a woman control her jealousy?
"So you're eager to divorce me, and Dongye is part of the reason!" Ling Tian'ao's hand clenched so tight his bones cracked.
Xia Zhisu could hear the gritting of his teeth as he asked.
