Wen Yuci dared not stop her steps; she kept running forward.
She wanted to run away from his place.
Rain fell from above, drenching her entire body.
Cold, bone-chillingly cold.
She wrapped her hands tightly around her own chest, and tears slipped from her eyes.
The wetness on her face, she couldn't tell if it was tears or rain.
She didn't know how long she had run when suddenly, she tripped over something, and her slender body fell to the ground.
Her knees scraped and the skin broke.
The pain made her gasp for air.
It seemed like her ankle was twisted; she couldn't stand up and sat on the ground, burying her face in her knees, hugging herself tightly.
Her heart ached so badly it felt like it would suffocate.
Why, after having a family, did they still hurt her like this?
They wanted her to be his mistress, knowing full well how much she detested such people, yet they had made her into one!
Did they hate her so much that they wanted to retaliate against her so fiercely?
