Feeling terribly wronged and unfairly treated, her tears started to flow as though they had finally found an outlet.
She reached out to take his hand. As she opened her mouth to speak, sobbing and choking with emotions, Shen Zihao suddenly asked her, "Whose child was this?"
All at once, her emotions and words got stuck in her throat.
She stared at Shen Zihao in disbelief, never imagining that he would actually say such a thing.
In complete shock, she tightened her fists and bit her lip.
She held back all her emotions and feelings of injustice, all the things that she had wanted to say to him.
She looked at him and, after a pause, asked him, "Zihao, you do not believe me?"
Shen Zihao frowned and said, "I'm a little confused now. Nuannuan, I do believe you, but they said you and he-"
He did not say the rest aloud.
But that expression on his face… Xia Nuannuan's heart sank as she felt every last hope she had slip away.