Love in full bloom

His every word was like a bullet from a machine gun, hitting her aching nerves and shattering her fragile pride.

His disgusted eyes saw her from head to foot, as if criticizing a defective product full of defects.

Almost subconsciously, she turned back to him, not wanting to be hurt by his eyes again.

She was not worthy to be his bride, nor to wear white wedding dress.

She wouldn't be delusional.

She was self-aware.

"If you have nothing to do, go back. This is the brig, so it's not good to be seen coming by the elders."

He threw his drawing paper on the table. "A designer who doesn't look forward to a wedding is not going to make a good ring."

It was like five strikes, making her vomit blood for three liters with deep internal wounds. "If I were to look forward to a wedding, wouldn't I want to divorce you and find a man who wouldn't mind me and would take me to church to be married?" She was a little angry as well as a little annoyed, her voice sounding shrill.

His thick, beautiful brows wrinkling, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her over, forcing her to face him. "You heartless, soulless bride, do you feel like going to church to be married?"

You gave your heart and soul to another man, leaving only a dirty shell for your husband. A woman like you was ruining the wedding!

Her heart was torn violently. "You have left me a shell, either, just like me."

He scoffed with great irony and contempt. "Does my body belong to you?"

casting a bleak shadow over her white skin. "It doesn't belong to me, so I don't even have an empty shell

felt that myself was too desolate, too miserable!

in all the subtle changes in her expression. "Dear little

Her beautiful face seemed to take on a melancholy look. "I feel sorry for myself. If I hadn't married you, maybe one day in the future, I would have met a man who really loves me, so I wouldn't have to live

give him your heart and forget about the dead man?"

her lips.

she would never forget Shi Cong. She could never fall in love with anyone else except

be a good wife, and

carefully keep her memory of Shi Cong and herself in her heart, and would not speak to others, so

"I'm just saying it. After all, I'm

a perfunctory, so there was a deep, sneering smile on his face. "A woman without

if I have the heart and soul, I'm still a puppet. It doesn't change

She shrugged, her voice full

energy to fight for the emotions beyond her power. Those were like the

eyes, and his critical eye shot like an arrow from the fire and struck hard at her Achilles' heel. "Hell is the best place for a woman like you."

if a stream of heat had rushed into her eyes, forming a mist that obscured her eyes.

closed her eyes, trying to keep them from gushing out like tears, in order to keep him from seeing her vulnerability.

doesn't matter if you break the rule. You should find a pure, noble, and elegant woman to be your wife, finding a woman you love, to love her,

staring at her savagely, and his chest heaving so violently that his breathing became rapid and heavy, he gasping like an enraged beast.

his lips, saying nothing, as if trying to suppress a feeling that was about to go out of control. After a long time his anger turned into an odd sneer. "You mean I should divorce you

eyes was like a flood that had opened

She couldn't relate purity, nobility and

don't mean Mo