The same domineering tone as ever, yet Ling Chuxia saw a trace of vulnerability in it.
She remembered vividly, when Shi Che proposed to her, he had only one request: not to leave him.
She really didn't want to leave him, not at all, not in the slightest, but she had been selfish once, how could she continue being selfish a second time?
Besides, she wasn't sure if what happened with that man last night was forced upon her or if she consented. How could she face Shi Che under such circumstances? How could she face the wedding he meticulously prepared for her?
Furthermore, if he found out, could he accept it?
Could any man accept such a thing?
She would rather have him hate her inexplicably than let him know about such a dirty matter.
Ling Chuxia closed her eyes tightly, and a tear silently slipped from the corner of her eye. She bit her lip hard, yet still revealed the sob stuck in her throat.
