I watched as Roy's features twisted in pain, large beads of sweat sliding down from his temples, his voice rough as if filled with sand:
"MiMi, I didn't cheat, you know that, it was all just fooling around. If you don't like it, I promise I'll draw a clear line with them from now on!"
"MiMi, I'm begging you, don't leave me..."
Seeing that I remained unmoved, Roy rolled off the bed and knelt in front of me.
He knocked over the IV stand, sending it crashing to the floor. The needle dislodged, tearing his hand, and blood splattered...
It was a pitiful, tragic sight.
When had Roy ever been like this?
He had a good family, good looks.
Girls had always flocked around him.
Proud as he was, when had he ever begged a woman like this?
I should have been moved.
But I wasn't.
I just looked down at him, not even considering bending down to help him, shaking my head as I refused:
"No."
My coldness hurt Roy deeply.
I could clearly feel his pain and despair, even a hint of confusion.
"It was Liana who made the first move on us. I didn't reject her, but I didn't do anything to betray you! Why can't you just let it go?"
He shouted in a breakdown.
It seemed to pull at his wound, and blood soon seeped from his waist, the crimson stark and shocking.
The commotion quickly drew the attention of both sets of parents.
Seeing this scene.
The scene became chaotic.
......
"MiMi, Roy made a mistake, but the real culprit is Liana. Our Roy only saw her as a sister, he was deceived...
"As the saying goes, it takes a hundred years to share a boat and a thousand years to share a bed. You and Roy have come so far, do you really have to end it like this?"
"I promise, as long as you don't divorce Roy, from now on, the house, the car, the company, and all the savings will be in your name. If it happens again, Roy will leave with nothing!"
My father-in-law gave his assurance.
He had absolute authority in the family.
As expected, my parents were tempted.
They looked hesitant.
"MiMi, this time the Han family is showing sincerity, and Roy… he really seems to know he was wrong..."
My mom whispered to me quietly.
My dad wanted to object, but my mom glared at him and tugged at his ear:
"Mr. Pena, I know what you want to say, we can take care of our daughter, but... MiMi's child can't grow up without a father."
Yes, I was pregnant.
One month along.
"I originally planned to find an opportunity to terminate it, but my parents discovered it."
The elderly hold life in much higher regard than I ever imagined.
They looked at Roy, and though they didn't say anything, their expressions were noticeably softer than when they first saw him.
Clearly, they wanted to give Roy another chance.
