He had not felt a hint of joy. Rather, he had wanted to escape from this place.
He closed his unfeeling eyes as he saw the strand of pearl necklace around Xia Ruoxin's neck. It had cost him three million dollars, and he had put it on her with his own hands. She had never removed it, no matter where. She wore it even when she was bathing or sleeping. It was how much she treasured it.
He reached out and put his hand on Xia Ruoxin's neck while she looked up at him, helpless and smiling in relief.
It would be good to die. There would be no pain in death for she had no idea how she should continue surviving. Xia Ruoxin was not meant to exist. She was redundant, someone who was discarded by the roadside.
She had a mother who had not been there for her… and a husband who had sent her to another man's bed himself. Her life was so pathetic that she could not even be a mother.
What was there for her to live?
She closed her eyes. Let it end now.
