During a night filled with nightmares, the shocking thunder from outside the window made one's heart tremble even more. Shen Anran was so frightened that she sat up, panting heavily, it took her a good while to recover.

She randomly brushed her hair behind her ears, wiping her face with her hand, not knowing if it was sweat or tears from the dream, it was wet and irritating.

It started raining outside the window again. During this humid rainy season, it was especially annoying.

The window was not closed. She got out of bed, barefoot, and closed the window, but the floor was still splashed with rainwater.

She casually tossed the towel on the desk onto the floor, squatting, Shen Anran carefully wiped the water stains on the floor.

When her phone rang, she raised her head to look at the digital clock on the wall, it was already half past twelve, but her husband, Mu Cheng, had not returned yet.

She ran barefoot for a few steps, suddenly remembered something, Shen Anran's steps slowed down, then she walked quickly toward the room.

Picking up the phone by the pillow, the blue light on the screen looked somewhat eerie in the unlit night.

The incoming call displayed an unknown number.

Under normal circumstances, she had notes saved for acquaintances, and clients would schedule with her assistant, so she usually avoided unknown numbers and set them as blocked.

However, perhaps the dream just now had robbed the usually rational Shen Anran of her clarity, or maybe it was because it was night.

As soon as she answered the call, she didn't get a chance to say anything, the crying from the other end of the phone could be heard.

In the late night, with the storm raging outside, a strange number brought the cries of a woman, this seemed a bit eerie no matter how you looked at it.

However, after listening for a while, Shen Anran felt that the voice from the other end of the phone was very familiar.

"What's the matter with you looking for me?"

If she didn't guess wrong, this woman was her sister, Shen Mengxian, whom she had always protected wholeheartedly.

Perhaps, that man hadn't returned so late yet, maybe he was with her.

"Sis... I... I... I'm sorry... I..." The broken speech was full of fragility. Shen Anran furrowed her brows, sitting on the edge of the bed, a cold hand quietly rested on her warm belly.

"What's the matter, Speak." Clear, resolute!

Perhaps her tone was somewhat frosty, the crying at the other end of the phone was immediately lighter, turned into gasping sobs.

"Sis, I'm sorry... I... I really love him... Can you..."

"Can I do what? Divorce Mucheng? Then bless you and him together?"

Her dearest sister is actually vying for her husband. This kind of plot probably only exists in those 8 pm drama series. Shen Anran didn't feel too much anger. She just found it ridiculous. She ridiculed her clarity and rationale at this moment.

Ridiculously, she was still unwilling to let go of this kind of man.

She loved him, therefore, she had gone mad!

"I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the phone was snatched away.

"Shen Anran, what do you really want? I can give you anything, just agree to the divorce!"

A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone. Shen Anran just stretched out her hand to smooth the hair that had been wet by the rain when she just closed the window, feeling a bit of dampness.

"I'm pregnant."

No argument, no furious questioning as to why he was having an affair with his own sister.

A few indifferent words were enough to render both man and woman on the other end of the phone silent, pondering whether their so-called love was worth the life of her child.

If they believed their love could stay intact even when it stood above the death of the unborn life in her womb, then Shen Anran could only call them heartless scoundrels!

Without waiting for a response, Shen Anran hung up the call.

Yet at three in the morning, she received a text message.

"Let's divorce. Abort the child."

No tears, no query, just a silent sigh hidden in the darkness of the night.

Mu Cheng, I, Shen Anran, gave everything for you. Yet even a child's life is seemingly less precious to you than a cunning woman you fell in love with!