"Until we came here for our honeymoon..."
At this point, Shi Che's dark eyes solemnly rested on Ling Chuxia's face, a trace of pain slowly surfacing in his eyes, as if those memories were also extremely difficult and terribly distressing for him.
Ling Chuxia felt her heart tighten in an instant, even her breathing unconsciously slowed down.
"That day, you were taking a bath, I was organizing the things you had bought, and then... I saw your diary."
When Shi Che mentioned the word "diary," Ling Chuxia's body shook violently, her mind filled with turmoil, and she instantly understood something.
All her feelings, all her matters, were recorded in that diary, yet Shi Che had seen it... Ling Chuxia's hands suddenly clenched tightly.
