She remarried with her child, leaving the past in ashes.
She had no idea he had never let her go.
He went to great lengths to buy the handkerchief she had embroidered. Late at night, he bowed his head and kissed the stitched pattern, his breath burning hot. His body always gave way before his reason could stop it.
When they met again, his eyes were bloodshot as he pressed her step by step.
Furious and alarmed, she said, “Your Highness, please show some restraint. I’m another man’s wife now.”
His whole body trembled, his noble composure shattered.
“I know.” He smiled more bitterly than if he were crying. “I know how wretched I am.”
“You can grind me into the dirt, do whatever you want with me, trample me, crush me. Just don’t abandon me.”
“Even if I have no name or place by your side, even if the whole world condemns me.”
“I’m still willing.”
The author writes about the male protagonist's forbearance and heartbreak in great detail. It looks like a gentle and secret love under the roof, but in fact it is full of torment and pull that cannot be achieved by love. The plot is heart-wrenching, the emotions are strong, and every word is difficult to put down. It is sad to the core but makes people unable to put it down. It is a sad and heart-wrenching novel with great stamina.