The Grand Dowager spoke, tears falling once again, recalling the night she stabbed Naduo—the unbearably pained expression of the Old Marquis... Though he said nothing to her, he secretly sent people to take care of the ailing Naduo afterwards; that was the best response he could give her.
She could still remember how she felt after knowing, perhaps her heart had died in that moment, all the love and hate of the past seemed to have disappeared with the wind!
She knew that in the Marquess's heart, it was no longer just her, or her and the children, there was another woman, a woman as dazzling and ephemeral as fireworks, it was due to her fleeting nature that she was so deeply unforgettable, yet unattainable!
And what about her?
The Grand Dowager smiled slightly, it was she who had demanded too much, other men took many wives, but he only had her, it was her own high expectations... that led to such suffering, she blamed no one!
