108 Mistress and Wife (2/2)

He said she was filthy; she disgusted him.

What could she do? She felt tainted looking at herself in dirty clothes. She held her head in agony as she tried to suppress the cries that were coming out from her mouth.

Pain. It was so painful. Could anyone tell her why it hurt like this? What must she do to stop the pain, to not lose what they had?

Was there any way to go back to what they had before?

No one knew that a woman was crying her heart out in the room where the wedding portrait remained hanging on the wall. The man's smile was gentle, and so was the woman.

Here she was, crying. She kept crying.

…

Li Manni sat anxiously in a chair by the window. She seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive as she glanced at the entrance from time to time, fidgeting and clutching at the purse in her hands, until she saw a slender silhouette appeared.

She had come.

Li Manni sat up straight which may be because of her status as she was always conscious of herself. After all, she was the one to break up a family even if he had told her there was no love between them, only hatred.

She found herself to be in a predicament; one that was not overboard and straightforward.

”Miss Li?” A soft and plain voice asked; it made one feel helpless. Xia Ruoxin sat at the side as she reached out with her left hand and caressed the hair at her forehead. She had intentionally cut her fringe into bangs to hide the wound on her forehead, to make it more 'less obvious'.

As she placed her right hand on her lap, she could feel a pang of pain in her heart as it moved.

”Yes. I am Li Manni.” It felt as if the mistress was answering to the legally-wedded wife, which was exactly what they were.

Li Manni eyed Xia Ruoxin cautiously as she arranged her bangs. She could vaguely see the white bandage which was the result of being injured by Chu Lui in his office previously.