Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She felt her heart ached as she said it because this child’s eyes were hollow. What she resembled now was a living corpse.
“I know and understand.” Xia Ruoxin merely lowered her gaze. How could they not thought of why she couldn’t conceive? Suddenly, everything didn’t matter to her. Her heart… it didn’t hurt anymore. She felt a numbness that made her seemed old after experiencing these great changes.
“Oh…” Song Wan gave a deep sigh. “Don’t you worry. I will not treat you unfairly even if you are not my daughter-in-law. Ah Lui may have a bad temper, but you will be given your entitlement. If he dared to short-change you, I will be the first to disagree.”
Xia Ruoxin smiled bleakly as her eyes shimmered with what looked like tears. She turned away and stared out the window, wondering if she would ever have good days ahead.
She wanted nothing. What she longed for would never belong to her. She might as well be dead.
Song Wan wanted to say more, but nothing came out. She would leave things as it was. The more she said, the more pain she would cause.
“Ruoxin, tell me. Do you really love Ah Lui?” Song Wan asked while she looked at the absent-minded Xia Ruoxin. Her action had answered the question.
If she had not loved dearly, how could she behave like this?
If it was not true love, how would she have tolerated her son’s weird temperament?
If she had not loved passionately, how could she still stand her ground after so much suffering?
“Love.” Xia Ruoxin smiled in a daze. “What is the use of loving?” She had loved him for decades in exchange for what?
Physical and emotional pain. Then what?
Song Wan was shocked at the level of her sadness. This was an emotion that would allow one to be reborn or be led to their destruction. She had a feeling: Ah Lui might be losing the most important and colorful thing in his life.
“I’m sorry.” She placed her hand on Xia Ruoxin’s hair like she was her own daughter. If this was really her child, her heart would ache so badly for her. Alas, she was not. Song Wan might have felt the pain but had to put her son and family first.
They had indeed mistreated this child.
“I’m sorry…” Xia Ruoxin’s eyelashes started to quiver helplessly, mumbling the words softly from her lips. This apology would appear to be the best thing that she received.
She deserved it. She was cheap and vicious, and she had caused her sister’s death. These were what everyone had told her except for Song Wan. She was the only one to apologize.
“It would be nice if you were my mother.” Xia Ruoxin suddenly hugged Song Wan and stayed quietly in her arms. She could smell a mother’s warmth. She had forgotten when was the last time she had hugged her mother or her mother hugged her. It felt as though she was very young, about four or five years old.
Her memory was hazy.
The feeling lost.
Song Wan’s eyes reddened from the pain, and she returned the hug. She was a kind woman by nature. Xia Ruoxin really made her heart ache. It was a pity… she was Chu Lui’s mother.
