Sheng Yin's fingers tightened around the hem of her dress.
She inhaled deeply, her heart pounding against her ribcage.
"You don't need an explanation," she said, her voice deliberately calm.
"Things change, Mr. Yu. That's life."
Yu Shuchang narrowed his eyes, stepping even closer. His presence was overwhelming, suffocating.
"Things change? Just like that?" His voice was laced with frustration. "Are you seriously expecting me to believe that?"
Sheng Yin looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.
"Believe whatever you want."
A sharp exhale left Yu Shuchang's lips. He ran a hand through his hair, his patience wearing thin.
"Sheng Yin, look at me," he demanded.
She hesitated but eventually lifted her gaze. The intensity in his eyes made her breath hitch.
"Do you love him?" Yu Shuchang asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sheng Yin felt her throat tighten.
She had prepared herself for this confrontation, but standing before him now, she found herself wavering.
