The moment Zoe laid eyes on Lisa, she was thrown back to the days when she was tortured at the rehabilitation center.

Tugging at her overcoat, she said coldly, “Stop begging me! Let me make something clear. I’m going to check on him because he’s the father of my children, not because of you.”

That still meant she was willing to go. Lisa couldn’t help but shed a tear, “Alright! I understand.” She had lowered herself to this extent, but it did nothing to move Zoe.

Later, Zoe remained quiet in