My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Qiao Yin was somewhat flustered: “I didn’t harm her, it wasn’t me!”

“Wasn’t it you? Did you or did you not make her tea?”

“Yes, but I…”

Lu Lingche coldly interrupted her, “Yuyi can’t drink tea. She’s allergic to tea polyphenols. For her, drinking tea can be lethal.”

Qiao Yin was startled and quickly explained, “I didn’t know she was allergic. It was she who wanted to drink it! And, she only had a sip before she spat it out!”

“Then how about you vomiting all over her? She’s pregnant, she can’t handle too much stress. Doing so could endanger both her and the baby, Qiao Yin, that’s too cruel!”

“I didn’t do it intentionally; I’ve been feeling nauseous all morning, you saw it too. I didn’t mean to provoke her, I just couldn’t hold back my nausea.”

Lu Lingche’s voice was even frostier than when he left earlier: “Qiao Yin, the decision to divorce was mine. If you have any grievances, take them out on me. Yuyi is innocent, don’t mess with her.”

Probably, nothing in this world could break her heart more than these words.

At that moment, Qiao Yin felt like she’d been doused with icy water in the dead of winter, making her feel chilly.

Why did she have to fall in love with such a man?

Even for him, she willingly gave up everything about herself to cook and clean for him at home, even meet his carnal needs quietly.

If he loved Lan Yuyi so deeply, why did he need to marry her and drag her into this abyss?

It took quite a while before Qiao Yin found her voice again; the panic from earlier had completely disappeared, and she regained her composure: “What do you mean it was your decision to divorce, it was also my decision. You can’t possibly think I wanted to harm Lan Yuyi and cause her to miscarry because I didn’t want to divorce?”

“President Lu, you’re overthinking. I’m not interested in you, and I’m more than happy to bless you and Miss Lan. I would never purposely harm her because I don’t have a motive.”

“On the contrary, only when Miss Lan carries your child do I have a strong hold over you, allowing me to confidently demand the one billion in divorce compensation. If she were to miscarry, and you didn’t marry her, wouldn’t I lose out? I’m the person who least wants Miss Lan to miscarry.”

Lu Lingche on the other side of the phone seemed taken aback by her words, and didn’t respond for a long while.

As Qiao Yin shed tears, she said: “If there’s nothing else, then let’s hang up. Let me know when you’re willing to part with one billion, and we can go through the divorce procedures.”

“As I said before, one billion is impossible, don’t even think about it.”

“So, does Miss Perfect in President Lu’s heart not worth one billion?”

Lu Lingche wanted to say that Lan Yuyi wasn’t his Miss Perfect, but felt there was no need to justify himself to Qiao Yin.

He didn’t like the way she spoke, so his tone was exceptionally harsh and cold this time: “She is worth one billion, you are not! You are not worth a penny, and I won’t give you a dime in the divorce! If you want money from me to cover the Qiao Family debts, you’ll have to kneel before me first!”

After hearing this, Qiao Yin’s tears flowed even more freely.

She was glad they were only speaking over the phone, so that Lu Lingche wouldn’t see her dishevelled yet defiant look.

“No problem. You don’t have to give me money, then we won’t divorce. I just don’t know if Lan Yuyi can wait.”

There was silence over the phone again.

Clearly, Lu Lingche was irritated by her words and was trying to control his emotions.

He used to be a person with stable emotions, but since last night, Qiao Yin managed to provoke his temper several times.

After a good while, his voice came through the mobile phone again: “Come to the hospital, apologize to Yuyi, and sign the divorce agreement.”