Ling Chuxia blinked, her eyes hot and swollen, mist rising before her, blurring her vision bit by bit, "Shi Che... I'm sorry, I... I didn't know."
She used to bring him so much pain, making her afraid to approach him with ease, scared to willingly give her heart again, for fear of being scarred once more.
But little did she know, she had caused him even more, even deeper pain. How had he managed to make it to this point alone? He saw the diary back when they were newlyweds, the long time that followed, every time he saw her, how much pain must he have felt? How awkward must it have been?
That proud man could only silently love a woman who did not love him back.
Tears uncontrollably spilled over, sliding slowly down her cheeks. Through her tearful eyes, Ling Chuxia gazed at Shi Che, her voice choking up, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry."
She couldn't say anything else, only repeatedly murmuring those three words.
