The words became barely audible as she spoke them, as the last syllable "divorce" got softer, leaving her lips, received only by her ears and none other.
She felt exhausted, truly exhausted.
The last time she felt this drained was when her mother fell ill and she kept a round-the-clock vigil at her hospital bed.
The exhaustion then was a result of the despair from knowing that cancer was incurable, and her bewildered contemplation about the future. Now, that despair for cancer has been replaced with helplessness towards their marriage.
Before she could finish the word "marriage", Qin Zhiyou turned his gaze slowly towards her, his eyes quietly meeting hers.
He clearly didn't catch the final word "divorce".
"What did you just say?"
