Chapter 871 - Who Is At Fault? (1/2)
Early in the morning, Xin Zemin and Zhao Huan had left to visit the Qiu family house. It took days for Zhao Huan to gather the courage to face her sister. She had never thought she had done anything wrong that would make her lower her head before anyone but unexpectedly, the person she had wronged was her own sister.
The relationship between these sisters had been strained for decades now. And for the first time, Zhao Huan realized that it was because of her. While she had always thought they drifted away because of what Zhao Wei did to her but only now she got to know that her sister was completely innocent. And it was she who had wrongly accused her own sister.
Qiu Jiayi was surprised to see this pair at the door of his house but he soon invited them inside. After asking them to take a seat, he went to inform his wife. Soon, he came back and told them, ”You can go and see her.”
Zhao Huan looked at him gratefully before she walked past him and went over to Zhao Wei's room. This was her first time being here, so a maid had to direct her towards Zhao Wei's bedroom. As she walked through the hallway, she actually smiled seeing how every inch of this house gave off a familiar feeling. And she knew it was Zhao Wei must have decorated every inch of this house with her own hands.
Since her sister's likes and dislikes were exactly like their mother's, this strange familiarity gave her both a happy and sad feeling. Standing outside the bedroom door, she waited for a minute before knocking on the door. She took a deep breath and stepped inside with a heavy heart.
Zhao Wei was leaning against the headboard with her eyes closed gently. Just one look and Zhao Huan's heart clenched inside her chest. In just days, Zhao Wei seemed to have aged. Her skin looked pale and sallow. Her frame was boney, there was hardly any flesh on her bones. Her cheeks had squeezed in making her face slimmer. Even her head full of black hair seemed to have turned grey.
She walked over and pulled a chair beside her bed.
”Why are you here?” asked Zhao Wei without even opening her eyes.
Zhao Huan pursed her lips before she softly said, ”I came to apologize to you.”
Zhao Wei opened her eyes and tilted her slightly to look at her, ”Come again? Mistress of the Xin family is here to apologize to me? Why?”
”Back then, I shouldn't have blamed my miscarriage on you without knowing the truth. Even if everything pointed at you, I should have trusted in you.”
Zhao Wei stared at her elder sister and snorted, ”Do you think that's why I hated you?”
Zhao Huan looked up at her, ”Didn't you?”
”No,” replied Zhao Wei. ”Even though what you said had hurt me, it wasn't enough to make me hate you. I knew your mental condition was sensitive during that period of time. Having three miscarriages, anyone could breakdown and lose rationality. And it is a fact that the poison was inside the bird's nest that I brought for you. That's why I could never hate my own elder sister.”
Zhao Huan was startled to hear that. All these years, she thought it was because of her words that Zhao Wei hated her so much. But she never thought that the one who understood her condition at the time was none other than her own sister.
”Then why?” she couldn't help asking.
”Because you took my parents from me,” replied Zhao Wei. ”When I went against our parents' wishes and married Jiayi, you said you'd do anything to make them understand. You'd never let them cut ties with me. But it was you who in the end made my parents hate me. They didn't even want to see my face because they thought I tried to harm you.” She took a pause to swallow the bile that rose and said, ”Do you even know what mom said to me? She said I was jealous of you. But why would I be jealous of my own sister? And why would I want to harm my sister? Exactly what did you have that could make me envious? I have a loving husband, an adorable son, and a daughter who let me down. But still, you had nothing that could make me envious of you. Was being the Mistress of the Xin family that big of a deal?”