She should be sleeping, but her mind wouldn't leave her in peace on this ungodly hour of the night. Taking a glance on their bedside clock, she saw that it was four in the morning. Her husband was asleep, and she couldn't burden him to talk to her this time.
Lu Xinyi stretched her arms—before taking her silk robe and donning it—and pinned her hair up with loose strands falling around her face. Wearing a light blue sleeping dress that beautifully framed her body, she couldn't believe that she was able to experience such luxury like that.
Before marrying Shen Yi, she hadn't thought of getting married. In truth, she admitted that she was also responsible for Gong Yijun's betrayal.
Had she broken up with him and free herself from their relationship, he wouldn't have sought Meng Jiao's company. She had used him to save herself from being alone, and it wasn't easy on her part to admit her guilt.
