Chapter 70

Huo Jingting's movements came to a complete halt.

He could even clearly feel the flames inside him receding at a terrifying speed.

Fragments of blurry memories gradually surfaced, and he suddenly recalled that night, her helplessness and struggle, along with the bright red on the bedsheets.

It turned out that he had ruined her more than once.

The misery and pain within this marriage of hers, seemingly given by Fu Lingfeng, was, in the end, still because of him.

Huo Jingting got off her and lay down beside her, closing his eyes, yet feeling his heart uncontrollably trembling.

Gu Nanqiao sat up from the bed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and looked at him, her eyes like a siren tempting in the dark night, "I'm not a virgin, do you still want me?"

"Who was it that night?" his voice suddenly became extremely hoarse.