Luo Qiangwei stared at his tall yet rigid back, choking back her tears, "Huangnian, Manman is already dead, buried to rest in peace. What's the point of keeping her corpse now?"
Muo Huangnian didn't turn around, his voice devoid of emotion, "It's late. You should go back."
Luo Qiangwei's eyes burned with grief, "Manman has already committed suicide. No matter how much you try to make amends, it's useless… Manman loved you so much. If you had treated her even a little better back then, this wouldn't have happened..."
The man before her suddenly turned around, "What do you mean by me making amends? Why should I make amends?" His eyes were icy cold, glinting with a chilling anger. He stepped closer to her, one step at a time. "She was my wife. Is it wrong for me to keep her by my side?"
Luo Qiangwei felt the hostility emanating from him and furrowed her brows. "Huangnian, if you love her, then let her go..."
