Mr. Lu, stop being such a jerk. Your wife is your nemesis's white moonlight.

Lu Yiming's pupils constricted, almost unable to believe what he had just heard.

child……

Is An'an pregnant?

He subconsciously looked at Xu An'an's lower abdomen.

It's plain, there's nothing there.

"She miscarried."

Xu An'an noticed Lu Yiming's gaze and said calmly, "On the night of your birthday."

The living room was deathly silent.

Lu Yiming's face instantly drained of color, the hue vanishing from his lips, cheeks, and even the roots of his ears, leaving him as pale and almost transparent as a sheet of paper soaked in water. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xu An'an didn't need him to give any reaction.

She had already gotten everything she wanted to know, so now all she had to do was tell Lu Yiming the secret.

After that, it can be completely over for them.

"There was an ultrasound report hidden inside the cake. I had planned to tell you that night that we were going to be parents."

Xu An'an's voice was very soft, with a hint of self-mockery.

Lu Yiming froze.

"That's why you..." His voice trailed off.

That's why Xu An'an wouldn't let him leave that day.

Contrary to her usual behavior, she insisted that he open the cake...

And what did he do?

He pried her fingers apart one by one.

"I waited for you all night," Xu An'an said to herself, "I wanted you to come back and open this cake yourself. You said you'd be back soon..."

"I wish you could come back."

Xu An'an repeated it to herself, seemingly to no one in particular.

She lowered her eyes and touched the leather texture of the sofa, as if she had returned to that lonely and helpless night.

"I waited until midnight, but you still hadn't come back. I was afraid the cake would spoil, so I wanted to put it back in the fridge. When I stood up, my legs went numb, and I tripped—the cake box slipped from my hands and fell to the ground. Cream splattered everywhere, and the ultrasound report slid out from the cracked cake layers. I wanted to pick it up—"

Her voice began to tremble slightly.

"But I slipped."

Xu An'an closed her eyes.

"My stomach hit the corner of the table... and I bled a lot."

Lu Yiming stopped breathing.

Cardiac spasm.

Each jump was a dull, heavy, twisting pain. He couldn't speak or move; he could only stand frozen in place, like an empty shell.

"It hurts so much! I've never felt this kind of pain before. It feels like something is being torn apart inside my stomach..."

Xu An'an's voice was calm to the point of being cruel, "I was in so much pain that I couldn't breathe. I wanted to call an ambulance, but my phone was on the table. I couldn't get up, so I had to crawl over."

She looked up at the solid wood red table not far away, her gaze piercing through time, landing on herself curled up on the floor.

"That was the first time I realized how far it was from the sofa to that table..."

That night, Xu An'an crawled all the way across the ground.

The floor was covered with cake crumbs, the white cream mixed with her blood, making it sticky and unpleasant.

A long trail was left on the dirty floor, from the sofa to the table.

That was the path she struggled to crawl out of.

Xu An'an closed her eyes, and tears silently streamed down her face.

"At that time, I wished so much that you could come back... save me... save our child."

Lu Yiming closed his eyes.

It felt like something inside his body had broken off.

His knees could no longer support his weight, and he collapsed to the ground.

There were still shards of ceramic he had broken on the ground, embedded in his flesh, but he was completely unaware of them.

Lu Yiming slumped there, motionless, like an abandoned stone statue.

But you didn't come back.

Xu An'an's voice continued, relentlessly proclaiming her verdict: "When I woke up in the hospital, our child was gone. The doctor said I needed immediate surgery and told me to contact my family."

She paused.

"But I called you several times, and you didn't answer... Then, I saw you and Lin Wan'er come out of the ultrasound room across the street."

Lu Yiming's statue-like body swayed slightly.

He raised his eyes in disbelief, looking at Xu An'an opposite him.

Xu An'an looked at him, a mocking smile on her lips: "You two are so happy, hugging each other so intimately while looking at an ultrasound report."

"That's when I found out that my husband had a child with someone else."

"...Stop talking!"

Lu Yiming finally spoke.

He clutched his chest, his voice strained out from his tightly blocked throat, hoarse and distorted, completely unlike the voice he would normally make.

"An'an... please stop talking..."

His shoulders were trembling.

His forehead was pressed against the back of his hand, his knuckles were white, and the blood was shocking.

He felt like an animal stripped of its skin, all his defenses crumbling at that moment. He wanted to curl up, to hide himself in a place without light or sound, but he had nowhere to go.

Xu An'an's every word was like a dull knife covered in rust, cutting into his weakest spot, pulling and tearing back and forth, leaving him bloodied and mangled.

He couldn't breathe.

Tears streamed down Lu Yiming's reddened eyes. He never knew he could shed so many tears.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

He curled up into a ball, clutching his hair tightly with both hands, like a helpless child, screaming wildly.

He once thought that seeing Xu An'an fall in love with someone else was the most painful thing in the world, but now he realizes—

If there's a limit to the amount of pain a person can endure, then Lu Yiming is already on the verge of collapse.

Xu An'an looked at him and remained silent for a long time.

Then she spoke softly, her voice devoid of the thrill of victory or the satisfaction of revenge.

"I'm sorry for causing you so much pain."

"I didn't want you to know," Xu An'an said. "I originally planned to live this secret for the rest of my life, so you would never know that the child ever existed. This was my punishment for you. But now I realize that in punishing you, I'm also punishing myself."

She took a document out of her bag, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of him.

The cover had the words "Divorce Agreement" printed on it.

"Sign it."

Xu An'an's voice was soft, yet firm.

"You should understand now that we really can't go back."