to waste if she were to lose the baby!

As such, she was extremely careful with whatever she did or ate.

The waitress came over and asked politely, “What would you like to order?”

The man gracefully took the menu from the server and gently asked the woman sitting beside him, “Wifey, what do you want to order?”

Wifey…

Have they advanced to this stage of intimacy already?

Crestfallen, Song Enya dipped her head as she gripped her clothes’ hemline despondently.
The affectionate term the man had used to address his wife practically tore her apart.

Meanwhile, the two sitting across from her were deep in discussion over what to order.
Instead of behaving like a newly-wed couple, they were debating over the drinks and desserts like an old, married pair who had been in love for many years.

What is this?! Are they doing this in front of me on purpose?!

It must be this woman’s plot! She wants to put on a loving show to deal a hard blow on me, right?!

When did Brother Mu start to be this loving toward a woman, anyway?

She was heartbroken as she ruminated jealously.
The wound which she thought to have healed inside her was ripped open once more, revealing the rotten flesh within.

“You are not allowed to have coffee at this hour.”

“But I want coffee…”

Mu Yazhe ignored her protest and turned to the waitress.
“Give me a glass of warm milk and a cup of espresso without cream.”

“Got it.”

As the waitress jotted down his order, she commented smilingly, “Ma’am, your boyfriend is so caring toward you.
Both of you look so happily in love!”

The man seemed to be a tad displeased with what the girl had said and quickly corrected her.
“We’re already married.”

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