"They dare not move?" Song Wan snorted. "That's not up to them. I really wanted to kill them." At the thought of how Li Manni had been poisoning her son, she felt as though someone had gripped her heart. That throbbing and aching pain had almost driven her crazy. The victim was her son—the man who was full of purpose in his life. He had not driven himself mad, which only showed his immense willpower.
If it was someone else, that person would have driven himself crazy by now.
It was like that for her son. Her heart went out to him the more nonchalant he acted and the more he hid his emotions. She knew he was bottling all his emotions up and hiding them. He bore his heartache and shouldered his pain alone. He didn't deserve this severe punishment no matter what wrong he had done in the past.
