Love That Comes Late

The moon peeped out from behind the treetops. On the vast sea, a luxurious two-floor ship was lit as bright as day in the dark night, and there were continuous flirting and moaning voices coming from inside.

Shen Zhiwei, who was seven months pregnant, pushed open a VIP room on the second floor.

A nauseating and erotic smell greeted her immediately.

She looked into the room, only to see a dozen naked men moving back and forth with the blasting music, penetrating the beautiful unclothed women bent over in the center of them.

She was shocked by this promiscuous scene, and coarse words kept punching her eardrums.

She felt like throwing up, but she did not turn her head. Her eyes fell on a man and woman on the sofa.

In the dim light, she saw the woman straddle the man's lap.

The woman covered the man's hand that was kneading her snow-white breast with her own. Her black stockings were torn apart, and the hem of her sexy dress was pulled up to her waist, revealing the private part of her body.

Upon seeing Shen Zhiwei, the woman shot her a provoking glance and said to the man, "Young Master Bo, it seems that Mrs. Bo came again to catch you red-handed."

"Mrs. Bo, you've become so much bolder that you even dared to break into the Haitian Exclusive Club." The man named Bo Yan mocked her with a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

He did not look embarrassed at all, even though he was caught with the woman on the spot. He leisurely whistled at Shen Zhiwei and seemed to enjoy looking at her pale face.

He would feel pleased only by getting back at her this way.

In his eyes, she was nobody but the murderer of Rou.

Shen Zhiwei clenched her fists at her sides and managed to keep her composure.

"Thanks for the compliment. I thought I should at least take a look at the slut you've chosen."

"Well, I'd rather choose the cheapest slut than you."

Bo Yan sneered coldly, and his words stabbed her heart.

Shen Zhiwei trembled slightly. She tightened her fists with such strength that her nails pierced her skin, which felt much more painful than she thought it would.

She could not remember how many times she had caught him fooling around with other women in the past two years.

All the people thought that she was a ruthless woman who had killed her younger sister and stolen her fiance...

No one had shown her any respect, even though she was Bo Yan's wife.

Again and again, she was left with a broken heart in this marriage.

Yet, she could not complain, because she had gone through so much hardship to make him marry her.

"Aah, Young Master Bo."

The moaning voice of the woman on Bo Yan's lap brought Shen Zhiwei's mind back to reality. Her anger flared up the moment she saw the woman deliberately put her arms around his neck and raise her head to kiss him.

She took out her mobile phone and quickly snapped a picture of them half-naked and making out.

"Click!"

As the camera flashed dazzlingly, the woman screamed and covered her breasts tightly.

Shen Zhiwei sent the photo to her assistant and spoke into the phone in a low tone. "Check out this woman's identity and make sure she is blacklisted by the industry she is in."

...

"You—!" The woman's face turned pale with anger.

"Shen Zhiwei, how dare you give that order!?!" Bo Yan shouted with chilling eyes.

"What right do you have to question me? Do you think it's fun to fool around all day?"

Shen Zhiwei continued in a scornful tone while stroking her belly gently, "I'm your wife, and nothing can change that even if you have a hundred or even a thousand mistresses. Shen Rou is dead! She won't come back!"

...

Bo Yan's handsome face darkened, then he violently kicked over the round wooden table in front of him—

"Shut your f**king mouth!"

The wine bottles on the table broke into pieces when they fell to the floor. The shards flew in all directions, and some of them scratched Shen Zhiwei's ankle.

Blood dripped down her fair skin. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she suddenly felt a bearing-down pain from her belly. Taking her handbag, she turned and tried to leave.

Since she had gotten what she wanted, she could not put her baby at risk anymore.

However, her wrist was gripped the moment she turned around.

Under the pulling force, she fell down onto the sofa.

Bo Yan pressed her down and sat on top of her with a cold sneer around the corner of his lips. He clutched her neck tightly, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Are you leaving now? Didn't you like catching me in the act? Now, don't you want to beg me to f**k you?"