Wang Lu stared at his reflection in the mirror. The pain and hatred in Yan Mei's eyes have been haunting him. He had to admit that his words were cruel but when he saw the indifferent look on her face and the fact that she had ignored him, irked him. He really regrets his words because he still loves her, damn it!
Wang Lu thought he had gotten over her but the moment he saw her in front of him, a burning sensation had shot through him. The pain had thrummed through his body accompanied by happiness and relief. He was relieved that she was still alive and doing well; he doesn't think he would forgive himself if something had happened to her.
Maybe he was crazy to still care about the woman who had cheated on him and had wreaked havoc in his heart but he couldn't. Maybe somewhere at the back of his mind, he didn't really hate her. He just hated himself for not being good enough for her.
