The woman remained silent, her gaze fixed blankly on a blade of grass ahead.
Tian Xia simply sat beside her.
With her husband gone, she must be feeling incredibly sad at this moment. Tian Xia didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only keep her company.
Tian Xia also stared blankly ahead.
Gan Cheng...
Doesn't the name sound a bit familiar?
As she was pondering, the woman next to her spoke first, "If I said I felt relieved when he passed, would you think I'm heartless?"
Tian Xia was startled and turned to look at her.
The woman continued, "Half a year ago, he was diagnosed with late-stage brain cancer. He underwent chemotherapy for six months and was in a lot of pain, became very frail, and his temper worsened… Because it was a brain tumor, his face became deformed as well… I had to care for him while raising our daughter, and it was exhausting… So exhausting that, at times, I couldn't help but think that if he died sooner, I'd be free. Now, I am free…"
