She was mentally rejecting this daughter. However emotionally, their mother-daughter bond could not be broken. It was just that she was too upset. Too angry.
She had wanted to go after her, but she realized there was no one in sight.
It continued to rain for the whole day. Xia Ruoxin hid in an abandoned warehouse. She had been spending her nights there recently without any money or clothes. She was penniless.
She hugged herself tightly, cowering in a corner. The pain in her left arm was unbearable so she placed her right hand over it.
The occasional wind brought some rain into the warehouse. At times, one could hear the gut-wrenching cries of a woman.
The same rain and wind brought her cold—despair. However, it was not the case for some.
In the premium hospital ward…
There was a faint smell from the flowers placed in a vase. It was a fresh bouquet of Oriental Lily.
