The sky was dark when he returned home.
The entire Ye residence was quiet. Ye Chen crawled back into bed quietly. Su Yuhan was still deep in her dream from the Sleeping Spell. She had no idea that her husband had traveled thousands of kilometers in the middle of the night.
Ye Chen looked at Su Yuhan who was like a lazy kitten. There was an indescribable peace on her face.
"Yuhan, I know you've been blaming me!
Blaming me for not staying at home, for not caring about our daughter, for not accompanying you, for not being like the husbands just like other families."
Ye Chen stretched his hand to touch her pretty face. He felt her calm breathing at a close range, he felt guilty, "Even if you didn't tell me, I know that you've suffered a lot to be with me. Although I usually say that I'm lucky to be with you, it's just not fair to you.
Please forgive me!
