"Fan Luo!" Jin Chonglin grabbed the hysterical woman's upper arms and gently shook her. "Calm down!"
"You can't break up with me! I'll really kill myself!" Fan Luo cried.
He gritted his teeth, trying to rein in his frustration. He could no longer count how many times she threatened him with suicide and reminded him of the miscarriage.
He wasn't stupid. He knew that Fan Luo was using the miscarriage to tie him down. And she succeeded. How else could she get him, Jin Chonglin, to propose to her?
He had no idea that she was so emotional and possessive. In all honesty, she was starting to scare him. Dealing with her on a constant basis drained him. These days, he preferred to work nonstop rather than to spend time with her.
If it were any other woman, he would already wash his hands clean and never look back. However, he couldn't treat Fan Luo like that.
