Watching Long Chenxi leave resolutely, Shen Bingqing felt her heart shatter. After a long while, she felt two lines of cold wetness. She reached out to touch them—it was tears...
Silently, she returned to her empty room, absent-minded.
She used to think that being together every day could hold onto him. She believed that having children would direct his attention to her. It seems she was mistaken; what he wants is something she might never be able to give.
That night was very quiet. Both babes slept soundly, with only the wind gently blowing...
Although he'd left, she still held onto hope, waiting, still carrying a shred of belief in her heart, thinking that maybe he'd truly return after an hour.
Unfortunately, disappointment was inevitable. Two hours had passed, and he still hadn't returned.
Looking at herself in the mirror, wearing a sexy nightgown, she felt like a silly clown!
