Xia Chu shook her head hurriedly, "No, I still should say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have persuaded you to forget your hatred, shouldn't have tried to prevent you from taking your time with revenge, that 'a gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years.' Mom suffered so much back then, a hundred, a thousand times more than one could imagine. What right do I have to make you forget, to make you not care?"
"'Do not preach goodness to others if you have not tasted their suffering.' How am I any different from those moral kidnappers? You're in such pain, yet I can neither feel nor understand your suffering... I really shouldn't have, I'm so sorry, husband..."
Huo Xiyao looked at her as she spoke, unable to hold back his tears.
