All Chapters of The Secret Of Full Moon Night: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

At midnight, Dennis stumbled back to his luxurious home, but it was cold and empty. He couldn't remember why the house, once filled with so much love, had become a dark and lonely prison where they silently tormented each other.Dennis didn't want to talk about it, didn't want to think about it anymore. It had taken its toll on his heart, leaving him with nothing but a shell of his former self.She was the love of his life. How could he forget her?Mary was curled up on the sofa, her eyes closed as if she were sleeping, but only she knew she was trying to escape the reality that had become too much for her to bear. Affer five years of marriage, and they still couldn't have a child. Dennis loved her so much that he couldn't accept the idea of divorce, but Mary was just too tired.Who wouldn't be tired? Marriage had been tearing them apart, and it was better to part ways.Dennis glanced at Mary, curled up on the couch. He loved her more than anything, more than his own life. His rationa

Mary's life passed by peacefully, while Dennis took advantage of his time off work to immediately return to his wife's side.When Mary heard the sound of her husband's car returning, she ran outside and laughed and cried at the same time. Dennis was alarmed and quickly got out of the car to embrace her."What's wrong with you?" Dennis wiped away her tears and asked with concern, "Don't scare me like that."Mary's hands trembled as she called out to Dennis, choking up as she said, "Dennis, I'm pregnant."Dennis couldn't believe it. He hugged her face and exclaimed, "What are you saying? Say it again to me.""I'm pregnant." Mary repeated.Dennis laughed and hugged Mary tightly in his arms. Though he was laughing, tears streamed down his face. They had longed for this day countless times.Dennis released Mary and asked, "Really? Is it true?"Mary nodded, and he wiped away her tears before his own. "Don't cry. You can't cry. Our child will cry with us."Mary laughed and wiped away his tea