Indeed, the news of Ye Xiaomeng's pregnancy felt like a thunderbolt exploding between them.
Mother He wore a look of disbelief, while Yao Ning seemed as if she had been slapped, dejected and stunned by the news.
Yao Ning still hadn't managed to gather herself from the shock.
She thought her efforts would be rewarded.
She thought that by pleasing Auntie, she would gain approval and her relationship with He Ming would progress. Now, looking back, she realized she had been deluding herself.
From start to finish, He Ming never expressed any affection for her. She had simply let her imagination run wild.
He Ming had his beloved, and now, they were expecting a child together, the culmination of their love.
Suddenly, she felt that everything she had done was a joke, a colossal joke.
All these years of loving him, the belief that had sustained her seemed to be crumbling.
She was devastated by He Ming's news.