Wang Yu refused to forgive himself, a result Wang Min had anticipated long ago. Despite her considerable mental preparation, when the moment arrived, she still couldn't accept it.
The words of Wang Yu, like a sharp knife, stabbed her tender heart repeatedly, inflicting a torment so visceral and agonizing. It was a pain so deep and unforgettable, one she had experienced herself twenty-one years ago.
Yet, she didn't blame Wang Yu. She understood that all of this was her own doing. If she hadn't abandoned Wang Yu all those years ago, how could such a situation have unfolded now?
After crying for a moment, Wang Min wiped the tears from her face and, with a trembling voice, looked at Wang Yu and said, "Yu'er, I know I have wronged you, and I'm aware of your hatred for me, but still, I beg you to give me a chance, to let me spend the rest of my life atoning for the mistake I made. If only you would forgive me, I am willing to do anything, even if it costs me my life, I would..."
