Li Xueyue was stunned but not surprised. Her heart was absolutely shattered by his words, but what did she expect? She had broken his. The least he could do was do the same. But why did it hurt so much? It was as if a thousand little needles were prickling at her chest, stinging her.
Her eyes burned, her throat tightening. "I-I see."
"I hate everything about you," Yu Zhen seethed, taking a step closer to her.
Li Xueyue took one step back. He took another and the cycle continued. He was menacing and devious. His eyes burned her more than any fire could ever do to her. He looked at her as if she had murdered his family.
Eventually, Li Xueyue was cornered against the bed. She didn't realize it until her calves touched the edge of the bed and buckled. He did not stop advancing towards her. He shoved her onto the bed, her back pressing into the soft material.
