In the middle of the night, Liu Sisi awoke in a daze, chilled to the bone.
Listening closely, there was no slightest noise outside. It seemed that bastard had left.
She suddenly turned on her side and half propped herself up at the head of the bed, punching the pillow ferociously several times, wishing the pillow in her hands could turn into that detestable man.
Her heart was a mix of complex emotions, and the tears she'd been holding back looked like they were about to overflow again, but she forcefully held them back.
Why could he be embraced from all sides, dallying among the flowers?
While she was supposed to adhere to a woman's virtues, only allowed to stay home tending to her husband and teaching her children?
The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and the angrier she got, the more she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She struggled until nearly daybreak and finally dozed off for a while.
