Li Xianyun bit her lip, a complex expression on her face.
What use were Murong Ce's many apologies?
Huanhuan would never come back.
Besides, his apologies were not purely intended; they were simply meant to win her forgiveness, to have her follow him.
Moreover, what right did she have to forgive him on Huanhuan's behalf?
Huanhuan had died such a tragic death, her family condemned to a lifetime of pain, unable to live normal lives.
Could a single apology really smooth over and cancel out all that?
Li Xianyun's gaze cut through Murong Ce's heart like a knife.
But Murong Ce was not angry. He had wronged her maid, who was like a sister to her, and anything she did was a deserved punishment for him.
He was a lunatic who only ever felt a semblance of conscience in Li Xianyun's presence, only then did he seem human, alive like a normal person.
He couldn't live without her.
