Chapter 100

I didn't respond directly. Instead, I asked, "Darling, I have a question for you."

Max glanced at me sideways, chuckling as he poured more wine. "Go ahead."

"I never found out what drug you put in my milk that caused our baby to be deformed and die at birth," I said, resting my chin on my hand and looking him straight in the eyes with a faint smile. "When it comes to cruelty, Max, I can't compare to you. As the baby's father, you were heartless enough to do that. They say even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs."

Max's expression faltered for a moment, but he quickly raised an eyebrow and smiled.

I stopped smiling. My expression turned cold and emotionless as I stared at Max.

He stood with his hands on his hips, looking at me in surprise for a few seconds before bursting into a sinister, terrifying laugh. Covering his nose with one hand, he abruptly stopped laughing, his face turning cold, his eyes filled with viciousness. "Jen, I'm realizing today that you're actually quite clever."

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