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Tears flowed like a flood that broke a bank, wetting the floor tiles, her clothes, and her five-month-old belly. She lay on the ground, trembling all over, crying heartbreakingly, but could not make a sound, only extremely suppressed sobs, like a dying beast, desperate, painful, and helpless. Lu Chengze stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only indifference and disgust. "Shen Zhiyi, don't pretend to be dead." He raised his foot and lightly kicked her shoulder, with a cruel tone, "Be wise and take the initiative to abort the child tomorrow, then sign the divorce agreement and leave the house. This house was left by your parents and is now my property. Don't even think about taking away a penny or even a single thing." "If you dare not sign, dare to make trouble, and dare to go find someone to complain, I have many ways to make your life worse than death. I am now the deputy dean and have power. You, a helpless widow, cannot defeat me." "Get out of here, I can still leave you with the last bit of dignity." After saying that, he never looked at her again, turned around and walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and left her alone in the cold living room, leaving her to collapse, despair, and die. The peach blossoms outside the window are in full bloom, full of spring.