Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

Nan Zhi clutched the hem of her clothes and mumbled softly, "It...it doesn't have to be..."

The policewoman immediately understood and nodded crisply: "Okay, ma'am, you can leave now."

Nan Zhi didn't dare to look back and quickly walked out of the police station.

Jin Nian was kept in the interrogation room for a long time while being investigated. Her phone's location page showed a red dot, clearly indicating that she had returned to the villa.

He suppressed his frustration and waited for his turn, but the next second the policewoman pushed open the door and handed the statement record to the presiding judge, her expression serious: "Mr. Jin, you are currently suspected of harassing and coercing a pregnant woman, and she has accused you of domestic violence."

The police officers on duty at the scene looked at this imposing business tycoon and secretly felt a chill for him.

Jin Si Nian raised his eyes, his gaze icy, and scoffed, his tone utterly absurd: "I abused her?"

ridiculous!

"From beginning to end, she has been giving me the silent treatment, avoiding me, and lying to me about my child."

His tone was deep and agitated, tinged with suppressed rage: "I've only slapped her butt a couple of times in bed, and that's considered domestic violence?!"

Upon hearing this, the police officer taking notes nearly spat out his water. He coughed awkwardly twice, composed himself, and asked, "Mr. Jin, what exactly is your relationship with Ms. Nan?"

"Husband and wife," Jin Nian answered readily.

The presiding judge looked at the testimonies with a troubled expression: "Ms. Ke Nan's statement completely contradicts yours."

Jin Si Nian's expression darkened further, revealing a hint of obsessive stubbornness: "Living together day and night, sharing body and soul, how can we not be husband and wife?"

The officer then followed up with, "And the child in Ms. Nan's womb...?"

"Without a doubt, it's mine." Kings said each word with absolute certainty.

The presiding judge carefully considered his words and gently reminded her, "Ms. Ke Nan's statement was very vague about who the child's biological father was, and she did not confirm that it was you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Si Nian subconsciously looked down at his phone's location.

The red dot that was originally fixed on the villa started moving again.

His heart skipped a beat as he quickly discerned the movement trajectory—heading straight towards the suburban airport!

She's not going home, she's running away!

I must leave him completely with the child; no, I won't allow it...

Take him with you if you're leaving!

Jin Si Nian stood up instantly, his aura chillingly cold, and was about to rush out.

Two police officers immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Mr. Jin, the questioning is not yet complete, you cannot leave now!"

"All follow-up matters will be handled by my lawyer."

Jin Nian had no time to follow the procedures; he brushed aside the obstruction and strode out of the interrogation room.

Zhang Li was already waiting in his car outside the police station.

"Drive, to the airport immediately!" He sat in the back seat, his voice trembling with urgency.

The phone's location clearly showed that Nan Zhi had entered the airport terminal.

He immediately dialed Secretary Su's number, his tone urgent and sharp: "Immediately find out all departing flights from S City today, and do it quickly!"

The person on the other end of the phone was extremely efficient, transmitting accurate information within seconds: "Mr. Jin, the earliest departing flight today will take off in forty minutes, with its destination being Sucheng."

Forty minutes.

Jin Si Nian gripped his phone tightly, his eyes swirling with panic, anger, and lingering fear.

There was still time; he definitely managed to stop her.

The airport hall was bustling with people. Nan Zhi successfully completed the check-in procedures and stood quietly by the boarding gate to wait.

She will be able to leave soon.

Just as the boarding announcement was about to sound, a hurried figure broke through the crowd and rushed in.

Jin Si Nian spotted the slender figure at a glance, quickly stepped forward, and firmly picked her up from behind, ignoring the stares of passersby. He led her straight into the VIP lounge, leaving her suitcase behind.

Thankfully, Assistant Zhang was there to keep watch!

The door to the lounge was closed, and Zhang Li stood guard outside, hanging a sign that read "No Trespassing" to keep out the outside world.

Kings pressed her down onto the sofa and leaned down to kiss her.

He kept a close eye on her protruding belly, carefully protecting it on both sides to avoid any bumps or knocks.

They briefly separated, giving her two seconds to catch her breath, before she leaned down and entangled with him again.

This went on for several times until Nan Zhi's lips turned red and swollen, and she slumped onto the sofa, her head spinning, her eyes glazed over, unable to utter a complete sentence.

The room fell silent.

Jin Si Nian straightened up, looking at the person before him who was breathing unsteadily. His eyes welled with suppressed grievances and melancholy, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Zhi Zhi, you don't plan to want me?"

They had been together for three years, and he had treated her with all his heart, but she had always avoided him.

Now that she's pregnant, her first thought is still to escape.

His heart ached and he stared at her, completely bewildered. Didn't she understand his feelings for her?

Was he really that obtuse?

"I want it, but I can't afford it..." Nan Zhi was speaking from the heart; she never felt that she was worthy of Jin Si Nian.

Because she lacked love from a young age, she became withdrawn, quiet, insecure, and sensitive, and sometimes even subconsciously tried to please others.

She doesn't even qualify as a left-behind child; at least left-behind children have parents who occasionally call to check on them.

She didn't have one; she only had her maternal grandmother as far back as she can remember.

Because she stutters, she suffered a lot of malice when she was a child. Her neighbors back home often said that her parents didn't want her because of her physical defect and embarrassing speech.

The neighbors were right; her parents did not want her and she did not see them until she was an adult.

Then his parents sold him...

Madam Jin also disliked her and found her shameful.

These words were like an ice blade, piercing straight through Kings's year.

His eyes suddenly darkened, his gaze instantly reddening, filled with a mixture of humiliation and burning hurt. He gripped her slightly cool hand tightly, his fingertips trembling: "Can't you afford it?"

"You dare to take my child, but you can't afford to take me?"

His throat tightened, suppressing three years of forbearance and favoritism, each word breaking as he spoke: "Nan Zhi, what do you mean by these three years we've spent together day and night?"

He kept consoling himself that even if she didn't love him, even if she was cold and distant, there would always be a place for him in her heart.

Even if it's insignificant, he's happy to do it.

But at this moment he finally woke up completely—from beginning to end, it was all his wishful thinking and indulgence.

She was never moved, never had any lingering feelings, and never intended to have him from the beginning.

He thought that Zhizhi liked him a little bit...

Nan Zhi pursed her swollen lips, her heart aching and choked with pain, but she still forced herself to utter the most hurtful words: "I guess... I guess I'm just unlucky."