How can you learn a lesson without being ruthless?
His words echoed in her ears as she lowered her head, looking at the shards of the blood-stained glass ashtray on the floor.
She slightly raised her head and stared into his eyes, her heart in turmoil.
She didn't know whether what he said was true or false.
For four years now, she had been accustomed to regarding him as a bad man, a heartless scoundrel, an enemy.
And now, he suddenly came and told her that everything from four years ago was not his doing.
She found it somewhat hard to adapt.
Indeed, after being deceived by someone for so long, it's hard to trust them.
Because mutual trust needs time to build.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
He held her slender waist with his hands and asked softly.
"Uh, I just feel... a lot has happened all of a sudden, it's hard to digest."
His fingers gently brushed against her cheek, "What's hard to digest?"
She looked at him and suddenly smiled faintly.
