A sudden thought began running through his mind over and over again.
He regretted his decision.
He regretted not insisting on saving her back then. If only he had decided to save her at all costs, she would not have wanted a divorce so resolutely, and they would not have lost their precious child even before he came to know of its existence.
Throughout his entire journey home, Jin Qingyan was occupied with a myriad of thoughts.
He stared at the dishes on the dining table with a pair of chopsticks in hand.
He had no appetite at all.
"Young Sir, please have at least a little to eat. You can't go on an empty stomach, your body won't be able to take it. Besides, you've had so much alcohol last night," said a worried Auntie Chen.
"Alright, you may take your leave," he answered as he began to dig in.
