Lets Break Up She Is Comeback

Every time Cathy and her husband Lucas were intimate, she was always on top.

From this angle, Cathy could clearly see the lean muscles on Lucas’s body, glistening with a thin layer of sweat.

Sexy and alluring.

Further up, his prominent Adam’s apple, sharply defined jawline—

And a face that had driven countless women mad with obsession.

But no matter how handsome a man was, even he couldn’t maintain his composure after nearly half an hour of aerobic exercise.

She was exhausted, collapsing onto his chest, her body drenched in sweat—whether it was hers or his, she couldn’t tell.

Without much thought, she softly whispered into his ear, "Are we there yet?"

Tonight, Lucas seemed distracted, responding to her advances with an unusual indifference.

Cathy’s thoughts wandered, and she absentmindedly asked, “Should we… try IVF instead?”

Before she could finish, Lucas abruptly shoved her off him without mercy.

Caught off guard, Cathy tumbled to the floor. Even with the thick carpet beneath her, the fall left her seeing stars and aching all over.

Whatever lingering emotions she had were instantly shattered.

Frowning slightly, she murmured, “Lucas, you—”

Lucas propped himself up on the edge of the bed. Whatever trace of desire he had was long replaced by cold detachment as he looked down at her.

In an icy tone, he asked, “Are you saying I can’t do it?”

Cathy’s flushed face stiffened for a moment. She hadn’t meant that at all.

But instead of explaining, the words that left her lips were, “IVF has a higher success rate. Isn’t your family eager for a grandson?”

Three years of marriage, and her belly remained flat.

She had visited both Western and Chinese doctors, taken endless medications, tried countless folk remedies—yet nothing worked.

Lucas lay back down, his voice devoid of emotion. “You think you’re worthy of bearing my child?”

As Cathy struggled to get up, her gaze flickered toward the wheelchair at the foot of the bed.

It was an eyesore.

That wheelchair belonged to Lucas.