Ultimately, Ke Jun was unable to formally discuss the matter with his siblings.
He thought he had made full psychological preparations.
But when the words came to his lips, they felt as heavy as a thousand pounds of cement sealing his throat.
Mentioning this meant he must make clear to them the issues regarding Sir Ke.
Just thinking about it weighed heavily on Ke Jun's heart.
The shadows of childhood memories pressed down on him like a nightmare, making him unable to speak in the face of his siblings' clear eyes.
This couldn't help but make Ke Jun sigh deeply in his heart.
What I am afraid to confront,
Is it the game,
Or the version of myself that's trapped in the past?
Mrs. Ke also noticed all this.
She understood too well the temperament of the man she had been with all her life.
That dust-covered past event—if he didn't speak of it himself, the knot in his heart couldn't be untied.
So, if he didn't want to speak, she wouldn't initiate the topic either.
