After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Gu Tianyou finally felt relieved.

Seeing that Shen Yao's wrist was red and swollen from his grip, he slowly released her hand.

"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have treated you like this."

As he spoke, he released Shen Yao's hand.

Just then, a mother and daughter walked past them.

The little girl, with two cute braids, tilted her head back and asked, "Mommy, can I have a chicken burger and a Coke later?"

The girl's mother lowered her head, smiled, and said, "Sure, but you can only eat it once a month. Eating too much of this isn't good!"

The little girl nodded obediently, "Mmm!"

Watching the mother and daughter walk away, Shen Yao thought of the child in her womb.

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

Her first child was kicked away by a few thugs.

"And whose child is in your belly?" Gu Tianyou suddenly remembered this question.

He remembered that Shen Yao had told him that she had lost the baby in her womb.

In the three years of their marriage, he had only been with a woman once.

He couldn't believe that this one and only time, by such a coincidence, the woman had gotten pregnant.

Shen Yao was still immersed in the grief of losing her child when she heard the man's question, and her whole body trembled slightly with pain.

The man stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at me arrogantly, waiting for my answer.

Shen Yao bit her lip, trying her best not to lose control.

“Gu Tianyou, this child is yours. You killed your own child with your own hands. If you have any conscience left, you should kneel down and apologize to the dead child right now.”

"Apologize? On what grounds? What evidence do you have to prove that the child is mine?" Gu Tianyou sneered, rejecting the woman's unreasonable demand.

Seeing the man's indifferent expression, Shen Yao's heart was still hurt.

The wound in my heart that had just begun to heal was stabbed again.

The new wounds combined with the old ones caused her so much pain that she could hardly breathe.

She took a deep breath, and a hint of ferocity flashed in her usually clear and gentle eyes.

"Gu Tianyou, I have no regrets in my life so far. But what I regret most is falling in love with a scumbag like you! I regret so much now that I didn't see you for who you are sooner!"

The woman's beautiful face was filled with sorrow, despair, and anger.

She held her head high, her eyes as cold as frost in the cold moonlight.

Gu Tianyou had never seen a woman like this before.

He was somewhat flustered, his fingers fidgeting nervously in his pocket, but his mouth remained stubborn.

"Who cares about your affection? You've been the one pursuing me all along, I didn't force you!"

"Yes, so it was my fault, I was wrong. Can you let me go from now on?"

After saying that, Shen Yao didn't want to look at the man again and turned to leave.

But suddenly my shoulder felt heavy.

Gu Tianyou instinctively grabbed Shen Yao's shoulders. "Let me go? Impossible!"

Shen Yao took a deep breath, her heart filled with a myriad of emotions, all of which converged on her right foot.

Her right foot, as she turned around, whirled like a whirlwind and kicked directly at Gu Tianyou's groin.

Gu Tianyou winced in pain and instinctively released his grip on Shen Yao's hand.

Shen Yao raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

"This slap is something you owe the child!"

Gu Tianyou clutched his crotch, crouched down in pain, his face turning an indescribably pale and bruised.

Shen Yao crossed her arms, looking down at the bent-over man, and said indifferently, "Gu Tianyou, don't lay a finger on me again. I find you disgusting. You should spend your time visiting Ye Yingying. What if she tries to commit suicide again? Wouldn't you be heartbroken?"