Capítulo 1005: Chapter 1003: The Sadness of Wishful Thinking

"Impossible!" Lu Ying shouted out loud, pressured by Su Hao, "Su Hao, I am your wife, whether you acknowledge it or not, that is a fact. No matter how much you love Wu Jinyan, you can't marry her now. Otherwise, in the future, your Marquis's Manor..."

"So what if I can't marry her? She is still my wife, and you, Lu Ying, are just a stranger living in the Marquis's Manor, bearing the title of my wife. Since you so desire this title, you can have it. Jinyan and I will not mind."

Su Hao's final indifference and coldness were like a drawn sword, fiercely stabbing into Lu Ying's heart.

She threw off her veil and ran out, shouting madly, "Su Hao! Su Hao, come back! Look at me! I love you so much; for you, I can do anything. Just turn back and look at me once!"

Su Hao did not walk very fast, and her voice was loud enough for him to hear.

But he did not turn back, not showing the slightest intention of doing so, not even willing to give her a shred of pity.