Would he really kill her daughter?
No, no way. Her Rainy was not filthy. She was such an adorable child.
She was not filthy at all.
Chu Lui smoked one cigarette after another. He wasn't a chain smoker. Yet, there was a bunch of cigarette butts laying by his feet.
He watched that woman leave. The look on his face became more aloof.
He clearly said she was filthy, but he yearned to touch her. He had no regrets after each time. He would feel regret if he wasn't able to touch her. That woman belonged to him, even in her death.
What if she was really pregnant or even had a child?
His hand went to his forehead, but his lips pursed. If she had a child, would he really strangle her child?
He ruffled his hair hard. That woman couldn't possibly have a child. She was infertile.