"A small matter? It may be a small matter in your eyes, but it's a lifetime of hurt in my heart." Ma Jiahong really didn't understand why it was always like this when talking to her husband; no matter whose fault it was between them, it always ended up being her fault, the one to blame was always her.
"So, what do you want, a divorce right now?" Shen Qiu's tone was also sarcastic. They had fought a lot, and talk of divorce wasn't new; he didn't care when he said it.
"Shen Qiu, you really think too highly of yourself. Do you think I can't live without you? Before, it was for the sake of the child, now I can't even hope to find the child, and even if we do find him, can you truly protect him? Let's get a divorce after this disaster passes; you go find your Wanwan." At this point, Ma Jiahong was really tired. No matter how good or bad she was, people always criticized her—so why hadn't her husband stood by her side even once?
