Facing her tears, Cheng Yi seemed unaffected on the surface, but his heart felt as if it were being sliced by knives. He really, really wanted to embrace her and tell her that he actually liked her, but reason ultimately triumphed over emotion.
Listening to her soft sobs, Cheng Yi sternly reminded himself that he absolutely must not soften, absolutely not.
So after about three minutes, he continued, "Although you are shy in bed and often leave me less than satisfied, I still rather like it. If you're willing to stay by my side as a competent wife and trophy, I can pretend none of this ever happened. You can still be Mrs. Cheng, and I will continue to help the Xi Family. I might even satisfy more of your other demands."
"Are you saying that I can have everything but your heart?" Xinan scoffed coldly.
"You can understand it that way, after all, I no longer love you."
