Her man went ahead without even asking her opinion. While Tian Sangsang mocked Hua Jun, she couldn't help but feel the bitterness herself. But what was the point of talking about all this? The man's body was barely cold, but he was completely gone. A liar, a big liar, promising he'd come back. There's an old saying: you reap what you sow. And now, they say you have to crawl to the finish line of the path you choose, even if on your knees. When she chose marriage back then, she should've anticipated today's situation.
The situation where she might have to become a widow at any time.
Back then, though, she hadn't taken marriage seriously. It wasn't until her feelings deepened that she suddenly understood.
Trying to pull away felt like betraying him. Not pulling away meant enduring the agony of it all.
Hua Jun's chest heaved, her rage making her teeth itch.
"And now you don't have him either. You have nothing, just like me."
