One day, she fell off a cliff and met the man who would leave her awestruck for the rest of her life.
He deceived her. She had thought his kindness was sincere, only to discover in the end that he had done it all for someone else.
After learning the truth, she resolutely left him.
Only after she was gone did he realize that while using her, he had also fallen hopelessly in love with her. He spared no effort in begging her forgiveness, and eventually resorted to a desperate ploy, making her feel sorry for him.
As he coughed up blood and lay on the verge of death, he said, “I once used her, making her test poison with her own body until her life was nearly over. Now I've tasted the same suffering, and all I have left is regret.”
“From now on, all I wish for her is a smooth, peaceful, and joyful life.”
But he was selfish. He wanted her to love only him, and didn't want her to meet anyone else who could treat her well.
When it was all over, she looked at him, her helpless smile undimmed by the tears on her face. “You lied to me again.”
The synopsis seems to be the kind of article #Chasing Wife Crematorium. I have already read part of this feeling before. Recently, I have been waiting for a chapter every day, but it doesn't feel very profound. I plan to stay here and save up to read it again.