My Loyal Husband After Our Divorce

So that was… the truth.

The ballroom was in pandemonium.

Everyone stared at Wushuang skeptically.

Who would have thought a gentle and meek appearance like hers could hide such a hideous heart?

Stares of condescension and anger assaulted Wushuang from every angle.

A blanched Wushuang argued with quavering voice, “That’s a fake, the voice is obviously not mine, it’s falsified!”

“Should we check the time of recording for its authenticity then?” Xinghe asked slowly, her gaze as sharp as tack.

Like a deflated balloon, Wushuang slumped back down to the floor weakly.

Mubai ordered crisply, “Officers, now that we have the truth, you should know who to arrest right?”

authentic, it doesn’t take away from the fact that Xia Xinghe wanted to harm my wife and child. This must be part

a shame that you’re not a lawyer because you speak with such conviction behind your every word no matter how wrong you know they are,” Xinghe responded

Xinghe. He continued unwaveringly, “I don’t think my wife would fake her pregnancy

only proves that you don’t know your wife as well as you think you do, or you’re both in it together. Either way, why don’t we get her a doctor? Then, we’ll know for

of guilt within the other woman’s

slither their way out, “Chui Ming, Xia Wushuang, the only way to affirm what you said is to have a doctor check the baby out. This is the golden opportunity you’ve been

slightly, she glared at Xinghe with murderous intent in her

90 percent sure they

her to be one step ahead

had them bested this time; their

severe questioning. Of course, he couldn’t allow a doctor to give his wife

to begin with. Their original plan was to announce her ‘miscarriage’ after Xinghe was brought to

her conviction for crime of willful and malicious injury would

They didn’t expect her to happen to

a coincidence. It was a concerted effort on Xinghe’s part. She knew Chui Ming and Wushuang would mean her harm if she was to appear at the party

the party would have ended harmoniously. So, in a roundabout way, they dug their own