For the sake of the group inheritance, the man who loved me more than life itself betrayed the seven years we spent sharing life and death.
He chose an arranged marriage, yet still wanted to keep me as his secret lover.
When I refused to compromise, he personally cut off every avenue of escape and had me sent to the detention center.
On the low, damp, narrow bed there,
I was so helpless and devastated that I lost the child I was carrying, still no more than a tiny embryo...
A year later,
He barged into the wedding between me and Second Young Master Xie, his face haggard and eyes bloodshot.
He knelt at the hem of my dress and begged for forgiveness, pleading for one more chance!
But my heart was already covered in wounds, and I couldn't feel the slightest bit of love for him!
In the end, he staggered backward and spat blood, yet kept staring at me stubbornly as he said:
“I... will never let go, An'an!”
The storyline is unconventional. The logic is clear. For smart people.
Very good-looking, good-looking, good-looking
I like the heroine's sobriety