She lay her body sideways. The light shining through the window curtain showed a slightly pale face.
A child. A mother would most definitely reduce herself to such a state for her child.
If it was for a man, would this be worth it?
Xia Ruoxin looked at herself in the mirror as she touched her face. It was full of bruises, a red handprint, and a broken lip. One glance, and people would know that she was beaten up. She touched the wounds on her face again. Sigh. How could she visit her daughter looking like this?
Rainy might be only three years old, but she was more mature than any child of her age. No matter how much powder she applied, they would still be visible. She might as well leave it as it was.
She turned on the faucet, rinsed her face with the tap water, and then she rubbed her shoulders. In fact, her face was not the only place with wounds. There were so many more on her body.
