His love was passionate and sincere, he pursued her and swore he would never let her be sad in this lifetime.

But now, he rejected her closeness, he refused to see her.

She must be very sad inside...

Xiao Zexin pressed a pen to his chest and closed his eyes in pain.

Usually, when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with a bloody scene.

But at this moment, what he saw was not his hallucination.

Instead, it was the serene smile of Nangong Ruyue...

However, this situation did not last for a few minutes.

Soon, that terrifying image attacked his brain again—

And it came like a mighty tide.

"Ah—" Xiao Zexin pressed his head hard, wishing he could just die like this, no longer suffering any mental torment.

Nangong Ruyue had been outside the door, hearing his painful cries.

Without thinking, she rushed in.

"Zexin, what’s wrong with you?!"

"Madam, you can’t go in!"

"Get out of my way—" Nangong Ruyue pushed past the bodyguard blocking her, her eyes anxiously looking at the suffering Xiao Zexin.

"Madam, you cannot go any further!" the bodyguard said sternly, reaching out to block her path.

"Zexin..."

Xiao Zexin suddenly lifted his head, his pained eyes meeting her worried gaze.

Then his sight moved down, landing on her prominently swollen belly...

In his mind, a pair of hands held a knife, slicing open her belly... then extracting the blood-soaked...

"Enough, enough—" he desperately stopped those hands, the blood vessels in his eyes becoming more pronounced.

"Zexin..."

"Get out, get out!" Xiao Zexin shouted, grabbing a pillow and hurling it at her.

The bodyguard quickly blocked the pillow, Nangong Ruyue’s tears streaming down rapidly.

Xiao Zexin looked at her in agony: "Nangong Ruyue, I don’t want to see you anymore! Get out, get out—"

Bang—

Nangong Ruyue’s face turned pale.

This was probably the most cruel thing she had ever heard in her life.

Gong Jiahua, who had come to visit them, heard Xiao Zexin’s voice.

He rushed into the room, seeing Nangong Ruyue’s tear-streaked face, he immediately became anxious.

"Xiao Zexin, you bastard, do you know what you’re saying to Ayue?!"

Xiao Zexin’s gaze fell on him—

This was the first time since he woke up that he saw Gong Jiahua.

No, it was the first time in decades that they had met.

He stared blankly at him, then turned his head, avoiding their gazes.

Gong Jiahua somewhat understood his situation.

He spoke earnestly: "Even if you have your reasons, you can’t hurt Ayue like this. Don’t forget the vow you made when you married her back then!"

[I, Xiao Zexin, swear to the heavens that I will never harm Ayue in this lifetime, not even a little. Even if my life is threatened, I will never harm her...]

The vow from back then was remembered clearly by all three of them.

His voice seemed to be right by his ear, so clear...

But now, he said such cruel words to her.

Xiao Zexin clenched his fists, his teeth biting through his lips.

Nangong Ruyue looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Zexin, you don’t have to blame yourself, I know you didn’t mean it, I understand everything. You don’t want to see me, I’ll leave now, but you must promise me not to be defeated."

Xiao Zexin trembled all over.

He slowly turned his head to look at her, seeing her leaving with the support of Gong Jiahua.

Ruyue, am I still worthy of standing by your side like this now?

...

"Mom, is Dad alright?" Jian Yufei approached from outside.