Qin Dazhuang rubbed his head, looking sheepishly.
"I know, Jiang Xin, you can't forget the things I did back then. But don't persuade me to find someone else. If I really wanted to, I would have already found someone. But my heart is long gone; I gave it to that woman. How could I possibly look for someone else?
That would only harm others! I won't trouble you, don't worry. I'm just doing what I should do."
The things he did before had broken his wife's heart, leaving her with lingering fears even now.
Jiang Xin sighed, "Qin Dazhuang, you're still the same as before, why are you so stubborn?"
This man was still the same, someone who wouldn't turn back until he hit a wall.
"No matter how you punish me for my mistakes, it's not too much. You don't need to care about me; this is what I deserve. Don't pity me or go soft on me. I, Qin Dazhuang, have always said I only have one wife in this life."
Qin Dazhuang turned and walked away.
"Wait!"
Jiang Xin called out to him.
