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

Xu An'an did not expect Lu Yiming to make a sudden move.

The pillow in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

She leaned forward with his force and instinctively grabbed Lu Yiming's arm to steady herself.

"Lu Yiming, what are you doing?"

Xu An'an shouted, "Let go!"

Lu Yiming gripped it even tighter.

He pulled Xu An'an's face closer.

Stare closely at her lips.

That's when I realized that it wasn't just the cupid's bow; the entire lip was bright red and swollen...

There was even a trace of blood mixed in.

What kind of intense kiss could leave these marks?!

That was... Yan Heng!

Realizing this, Lu Yiming was almost driven mad, his temples and forehead throbbing.

An'an is his!

He never imagined that his An'an would be touched by another man, and in such a state.

Ignoring Xu An'an's struggles, he pinched her chin and used his thumb to grind her lips hard, as if to wipe away the marks.

He is very strong.

Xu An'an's already swollen lips couldn't withstand such violence, and she struggled even harder: "It hurts! Lu Yiming, let me go!"

Lu Yiming ignored him.

He didn't stop until he felt he had wiped away all the "dirt," then he gripped Xu An'an's shoulders tightly, staring intently into her eyes.

"Tell me, An'an, did Yan Heng force you?"

Xu An'an's lips were so numb that she had almost lost all feeling.

I only felt swelling and burning.

Looking at Lu Yiming's bloodshot eyes, she suddenly felt like laughing.

How dare someone who cheated on her and even had a child with her question about kissing someone else?

A strong desire for revenge rose from the bottom of his heart.

She stared into Lu Yiming's eyes and said coldly, "No."

These two words drove Lu Yiming completely insane.

The veins on his forearm were clearly visible.

His fingers almost dug into Xu An'an's shoulder.

How is that possible?

How could An'an possibly allow another man to kiss her...?

What Lu Yiming said to Yan Heng just now wasn't all just bluffing.

He knew he had made a huge mistake, and he understood that An'an was truly angry and wanted a divorce. But he never imagined that An'an would give another man a chance.

He understands Xu An'an.

She was gentle and beautiful, and ever since Lu Yiming met her, she had never lacked suitors.

Many people were wary of Lu Yiming's status and dared not take any real action, but there were quite a few reckless individuals who dared to take the risk to pursue her.

But Xu An'an never paid any attention to it.

After getting married, she never added any man on WeChat, nor did she ever have a meal alone with any man.

Even if it's an unavoidable social event, she'll still bring a few people along.

She gave Lu Yiming enough security that he never imagined Xu An'an would fall for a man other than himself.

But she actually...

Lu Yiming felt like he was trapped in a nightmare.

A sense of loss of control, like the foundations collapsing, made his heart clench.

He gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling uncontrollably: "An'an... I'll give you one more chance, say it again."

Xu An'an endured the pain, gritted her teeth, and met his gaze: "Lu Yiming, I told you, I did it voluntarily."

The next second, Lu Yiming suddenly pushed Xu An'an down onto the hospital bed.

He bit her lips frantically.

Xu An'an clenched her teeth tightly, trying to prevent his tongue from entering, and struggled with all her might.

"An'an," Lu Yiming, his attack unsuccessful, looked up, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her.

"Where else did he touch you?"

Even if Xu An'an was slow-witted, she knew she couldn't provoke him any further at this moment.

She used all her strength to push Lu Yiming away, pleading, "Lu Yiming, get up first."

But such a vague answer did nothing to appease Lu Yiming.

Xu An'an has been in Bincheng for almost two months.

Lu Yiming knew he wasn't staying at the film crew's hotel—and the last time he found Xu An'an's place, he clearly saw a Bentley parked in the garage downstairs.

That was Yan Heng's car.

Looking back now...did they already live together?!

Fear and anger surged up together, almost bursting Lu Yiming.

He couldn't help but think about what it would be like for Xu An'an to be in bed with another man—and that image was driving him almost crazy!

He was the first man in Xu An'an's life.

He was the one who guided her through her entire journey from naivety to sophisticated charm.

The thought that another man had left marks on Xu An'an's body...

Lu Yiming couldn't control his urge to kill!

"Xu An'an," he said, his eyes bloodshot, his voice hoarse and almost inaudible.

"You are mine!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and bit her neck hard, while tearing her clothes with both hands.

Xu An'an was wearing a sun-protective shirt today, which she originally intended to make it easy to put on and take off during the shoot, but it unexpectedly saved Lu Yiming a lot of effort.

Soon, Lu Yiming had ripped off her entire shirt.

Only the form-fitting halter dress underneath was visible.

Her long skirt was also pulled down, barely covering her chest.

Lu Yiming, like a beast that had lost its mind, fiercely devoured her fair skin, his hands expertly roaming over Xu An'an's body.

Xu An'an's breath hitched.

She was all too familiar with Lu Yiming's body.

They had been together for five years and had many passionate nights together.

Lu Yiming knew every single secret about her, and her body had long since developed an instinctive memory for those hands.

But the more honest your body is, the more resistant you are in your heart.

The thought of him and Lin Wan'er being intimate in bed like that made Xu An'an feel nauseous and ready to vomit!

In an instant, the slight reaction that had been aroused throughout my body vanished completely.

Extreme disgust extinguished even the last spark.

Xu An'an shoved Lu Yiming away and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen with all her might—

"Get out of my way!!!"

Lu Yiming, who had been kicked in a vital spot, collapsed to his knees in pain.

Xu An'an pulled her clothes up and took several deep breaths to suppress her trembling.

She walked up to Lu Yiming, bent down, and slapped him hard across the face.

"Lu Yiming, were you trying to rape me just now?"

These two words pierced Lu Yiming's eardrums like knives.

He looked up, incredulous, and asked, "An'an, what are you talking about...?"

Xu An'an's collar had been torn and the buttons had been popped off; she could only grip her clothes tightly with her hands.

She looked down at Lu Yiming kneeling on the ground, her voice as cold as ice:

"I have already filed for divorce, and we are currently separated. According to Article 236 of the Criminal Law—what you just did constitutes rape!"