Accompanying the monarch is like accompanying a tiger（2）

In fear, her other hand grabbed John's arm and she didn't dare let go.

"What did you do wrong?" John's face was dark and frightening, like the rolling dark clouds on the horizon, his voice frosty. "During the contract period, you went to another man's bed. Do you have any regard for me?"

And it was that ugly, obese man, so disgusting.

Jane's heart tightened. "Are you talking about Mr. Green?"

As soon as Mr. Green was mentioned, John's eyes widened in rage. He suddenly pushed her away with force, and Jane's whole body leaned dangerously in mid-air. She felt the hair on her body stand up, desperately pulling onto John.

She glanced down at the ground - the distance between the rooftop and the ground was the distance of death.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

The wind was strong on the rooftop, making their clothes rustle. Amidst the noise, she spoke softly, "Okay."

Her sudden agreement puzzled John.

"I'll jump on my own if you let me go," she continued.

John sneered. Would this selfish and hypocritical woman really be willing to die?

"If you don't jump, I'll make your son jump," he threatened.

He suddenly loosened his grip and she swayed dangerously before falling to the ground.

"Before I jump, I want to sing you a song."

Before they got married, he loved to listen to her sing. When he wasn't too busy, he often went to the recording studio with her, quietly sitting by and listening to her sing with a gentle, warm expression on his face.

At that time, she thought this was love.

That kind of full happiness would always be unforgettable.

She lowered her head and took out a spray from her bag, aimed it deep into her throat, and cleared her throat before slowly beginning to sing:

Once I thought, your shoulder was my embrace, my reliance

The tenderness you gave, as warm as the sun

When you loved me, it was with unwavering determination

But now, you pour cold frost onto my heart

The feelings have gone, the love has disappeared, everything drifts away with the wind

Move forward, without looking back

Tomorrow without you, the sunshine still shines...

Her voice was ethereal and full of infectivity, at the moment she began to sing, the wind around seemed to stop, only her voice hovering and entwining in the air.

The more intense the love once was, the greater the resentment between them now.

After John finished listening, his expression remained unchanged, "Can we jump now?"

Jane stood up, spread her arms, and glanced at the man askance, "Why should I listen to you?"

John raised an eyebrow, this woman, always contradicting herself, was just delaying time?

"I still have a child to raise, I can't die." She spoke firmly, secretly moving her foot to the side, as if trying to escape.

John saw through her intentions, sneering repeatedly, "Do you think you can escape from the palm of my hand?"

She immediately stiffened, knowing that with John's position of power, there were a thousand silent ways to make someone disappear.

She knew she was trying to break a rock with an egg, but she really didn't want to die today. She had just been promoted to Vice President of Starlight, and she hadn't had a chance to show her skills. Her missing child had not been found, and there were still many things waiting for her to do.

"You've always wanted to know who my lover is, haven't you? Let me go, and I'll tell you now."