Regret tore at his heart, making it agonizingly difficult for him to bear.
He wanted to apologize to Huifang, to clarify his true feelings, to beg her to forgive him!
Rong Father stood up but suddenly his head throbbed with piercing pain.
He hurriedly sat back down, shook his head, and after a while of adjusting, the pain subsided.
It was already dark; he pushed open the door and entered the bedroom, saw that Huifang had gone to bed and so he decided not to disturb her for now.
They could talk tomorrow.
Rong Father quietly went to take a shower in the bathroom and then laid down beside her.
Huifang had her back to him, her long hair draped down; without any effort, Rong Father could spot a few strands of white amidst her black hair.
Suddenly, his throat constricted and the corners of his eyes grew warm.
When she married him, she was a young and beautiful heiress. Although she grew up in an affluent family, her character was not spoiled in the slightest.
