This embrace was warm, solid, and felt secure.
Unfortunately, it would no longer belong to her because it had already belonged to another woman, so she didn't want it anymore.
"Sleep now, rest well, and tomorrow everything will be fine," Si Ye said, turning off the bedside lamp. He covered her eyes with his hand, blocking her sorrowful gaze.
He knew that Chen Zhi was deeply saddened, and even before she fell unconscious, she had suggested they divorce.
At that moment, his heart trembled slightly, unsure why she had become like this.
Yet he had a bad premonition that this matter was serious—that Chen Zhi was serious.
Why had she become like this? Could it be, she knew she wasn't Chen Xiangyu's daughter? Could it be she knew about the heart condition?
No, she couldn't know all of this!
He was terrified at the thought of her knowing, even more frightened of the matter being brought to light.
It would make him unable to face his mother, her, his father, and even himself.
