Xia Jing had never expected that her husband would so readily choose to let her go far away, to another place. She knew that every request of hers was almost an impossible task for the man before her. Although she said she no longer wished to have any contact with this man, deep down, she still harbored some hope for it. She hoped that one day she could meet again with the man she had once loved. Her heart would never forget him, though she claimed to have already forgotten, the truth was that she just didn't want to face her own heart. How could she let others see her inner pain and sprinkle salt over her wounds time and again?
Zhang Zhentian forced a smile, greeting his wife with it. He knew, maybe this would be the last time he ever saw his wife, but he had no regrets. In fact, he felt it was a good outcome. Everything that had come to pass was due to his own actions, and now it all would ultimately end because of him.
