After Qiao Lian bellowed out those words, she seemed to have vent all her emotions.
She held onto the quilt to block the pitiful state that she was in. Then she stared at the man in front of her.
He was standing against the light, so it was impossible see his facial expressions clearly. However one could feel that at the moment, his anger had already subsided.
What grounds did he have to unleash his temper with her? It was obvious that she was the one who had been hurt.
Qiao Lian just stared straight at him, feeling stifled and annoyed.
She saw him open his mouth, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking, "I- I will not divorce you."
His muffled words made her feel cold.
Qiao Lian sneered, turned her head and stopped looking at him.
The room instantly became silent, creating an odd atmosphere.
Qiao Lian stared at the prints on the quilt and did not say a word.