Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 469: Chapter 469: Grabbing her hand, he stabbed down

He finished speaking and suddenly turned around.

Yan Xinxin was still drowning in the grief and resentment of losing her baby. Seeing Mo Chuxi turn back, she noticed he was holding a fruit knife in his hand.

"The harm I’ve inflicted on you is already irreversible and beyond repair. Since that’s the case, do the thing you’ve wanted to do most over the last five years."

Mo Chuxi walked up to Yan Xinxin and turned the handle of the fruit knife toward her.

"Kill me."

Hearing this, Yan Xinxin froze for a moment.

Seeing her dazed, Mo Chuxi took the initiative to press the handle of the knife into her right hand.

"If doing this can ease your pain, then kill me."

He stepped closer to her and pointed at his chest.

"The heart is located right here."

Yan Xinxin lifted her tear-filled eyes, dazed and clouded, and looked at the man standing before her. Slowly, she raised her right hand, clutching the fruit knife.

in her heart. Biting her lip lightly, through her

His merciless torment, time and again, subjected her to unbearable

years ago, Chun

happened five years ago, she had lost her

She hated him!

could she not hate

consumed by hatred. She raised her right hand, the sharp tip of the knife aimed directly at Mo Chuxi’s

Mo says it’s a girl, then it’s

I have feelings for

think I’ve truly fallen

the surface of his shirt, about to penetrate his flesh, Yan Xinxin’s mind involuntarily conjured up the words Mo

of gentleness in his gaze, words of support and protection for her. He had

she had endured over these five years, Yan Xinxin was plunged into a torment of anguish and

there, lost and trembling, Mo Chuxi suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her right hand. Without any warning, he gripped

"Stab—"

piercing into flesh rang out

there with her lips parted in shock, her beautiful tear-filled eyes wide open and stunned. In the blur of her vision, the next moment brought the sight of vivid red blooming in front of

white fabric of his shirt, right over his heart, it was as if a blood-red cherry blossom had blossomed.

in pain, abruptly

slid out of his flesh, and a torrent of crimson gushed forth