She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

The dry pills were stuck in her throat, and Arthur was choked and coughed violently.

With this tossing, the bruised area on his forehead started to tingle again, accompanied by waves of dizziness.

She raised her hand with all her strength and slapped him hard.

The crisp sound of 'snap' woke up the angry man and inspired his more ferocious animal nature.

With a wave of his long arm, he picked up the glass on the bedside table, held her chin and poured water into her mouth.

"You don't care to be pregnant with my seed, are you? Okay, then you won't be pregnant. You take more medicine to prevent it from happening, and then we can do it again."

After hearing this, Arthur Wei slowly stopped resisting and allowed him to drink.

This reaction stimulated Feng Lenglie again, and he suddenly realized how ridiculous his behavior was.

She didn't want to give him a child in the first place, but now she was given birth control pills, wasn't it just what she wanted?

He vented his anger in the wrong place and in the wrong way.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his fingers to explore her throat and pressed hard.

Arthur Wei was dizzy and nauseated, and when his throat was squeezed by him, all the pills he had just vomited were spit out again.

She coughed and hit him with her hand, roaring at the top of her lungs, "Why do you torture me like this? Why?"

Feng Leng rolled her to the center of the bed and held her tightly in his arms. His originally dark eyes were filled with pain and helplessness.

He was always so powerless when facing her.

Everything in this world is in his hands, and she is the only one who can't keep him even if he tries his best.

It was clear that his world was bright, with supreme power and unparalleled wealth waiting for him at his fingertips.

As for women, if he wants, he can grab a lot of them.

But he seemed to be at the end of his rope. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the cage she had woven.

He hated her for provoking him back then, but he was grateful to have her in his life.

He blamed her for killing his father, but he used the same method to deal with her mother.

He said he didn't love her anymore, but his body was honest and longed for her crazily.

He often thought that it was just a child, so she could just abort it, but every time he saw five or six-year-old children, he was madly envious.

Then he understood that no matter how many women there were in the world, none of them could replace her.

"I should ask you this, Arthur Wei, why do you torture me like this? Why?"

Arthur Wei laughed sadly.

Yes, when she was accusing him of torturing her, wasn't she also torturing him?

"Since we are all in so much pain, why are we tied together? Hey, let's try to reconcile and let each other go, okay?"

Feng Leng's eyes were red and he murmured, "But what should I do if I can't let go?"

Arthur Wei slowly stretched out her hand to touch his eyebrows, and said in a persuasive manner, "Think about your father who died unjustly, think about your child who died unjustly, and then hate me more, so that you can let go."

But what should she do if she can't let him go?

What should she use to hate him and force herself to let go?

From beginning to end, he was the victim.

Before he met her, he was so sunny and positive, sketching dreams and high-spirited in his green years.

After meeting her, he experienced several times of the greatest pain in the world. The betrayal and hurt smoothed his edges and turned him moody.

So no matter what he did to her, it was reasonable, so how could she hate him?

A stinging sensation hit her, and Yasewei clenched her fists subconsciously.

Perhaps only this primitive method can make each other feel a moment of tenderness.

Once separated, there will be a love-hate entanglement that will never end.

"Athew, I hate you so much."