Jasmine Yale listened to a TV host interviewing for a while, it was essentially about a scumbag husband who started to disdain his wife because she didn't look as good after childbirth, not as pretty as before.
And once the scumbag husband got rich, he began to keep female college students as mistresses.
Jasmine Yale propped her chin and watched intently, finding it quite engaging.
She couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that the scumbag husband and his wife used to be so loving, it was all fake, knowing each other for years, all fake.
Human hearts change so quickly, can't withstand a bit of temptation.
Jasmine Yale sighed deeply: "It's all fake, all those solemn vows and promises, just empty words..."
Her small hand clenched the blanket, her eyes reflected a dazed expression.
Just as she was reflecting, suddenly, an imperious force snatched the remote control from her hand and switched off the TV.
