The Six Tigers went still—utterly frozen—as Xi Yuan laid out the single, staggering condition for signing those life-altering papers. A few spoonfuls of food. That's all it took for him to offer her freedom from their marriage. What in God's name?!
But even their stunned silence couldn't compare to Rong Xinghe's reaction.
She stared at him, lips trembling, her eyes glossing over with unshed tears. Of all the things she'd imagined, this—his surrender—wasn't one of them. Not this easily. Not him.
No one clung to his promises like Xi Yuan did. No one fought harder to hold on when their love was on the line. Her husband—the man who rarely spoke his heart aloud—was the kind to love with an unwavering, relentless conviction. Once he gave himself to someone, it was all or nothing. Heart. Soul. Breath.
Walking away was foreign to him; it wasn't how he loved. He was the one who always held onto his end of the string—no matter how much it hurt.
