It was not until the Old Lady left when Zhao Anan finally came out of the bedroom on the second floor and saw the empty living room, feeling upset.
The endless pain soon swallowed Zhao Anan, making her lose the strength to even stand on her feet. With hands on the wall, she slipped down on the floor, gradually.
From today on, she was not going to have anything to do with Mu Qing in her life ever again.
She was going to lose the man who spoiled her to the marrow.
Zhao Anan somehow felt a bit happy even when in pain.
At least right now when Mu Qing parted with her, he would not need to suffer from the pain of losing a wife. When she eventually died, Mu Qing would not get too upset.
His life would be steady and happy.
That was enough for her!
She would finally be able to face her disease without any strings attached.
