"Was it... his mother?"
As she dropped the question, she was hoping she was wrong.
But, the head nod from Old Toshio confirmed her suspicion. With the confirmation, her eyes began to tear up.
"What kind of abuse?"
Her voice was just a whisper in the quiet library.
"That..."
Old Toshio was quite hesitant. When he saw the expression of the young lady, his gaze grew heavier. Her clear eyes were no longer beaming, only sorrow and pain were reflected in them right now.
He would give her a harsh blow if he told her.
"That... I'm afraid only Young Master could tell you. I am sorry, Young Madam," Old Toshio bowed his head, expressing his regret. "But, at the very least, I want you to know that since both of you truly became a husband and wife, Young Master's insomnia has greatly lessened. He could be relaxed when he's with you."
