She deliberately brought all those things up again, as if she were indicting him for some grave sin.
Su Jia knew this was a good chance to bolster her own confidence; after this moment passed, she wouldn't have such a good excuse anymore.
Just as she expected, after listening to her, the expression on Lu Yanhe's face grew more and more stunned, until in the end it turned into guilt.
How could he not feel guilty?
She had suffered so much, and not only did he know nothing about it, in the end he even doubled down on hating her.
Imagining how hard things had been for her all these years, Lu Yanhe couldn't help feeling a growing, bitter ache in his chest.
Looking at him like this, Su Jia also felt a kind of unspeakable pain inside.
But pain was pain; she still had no intention of letting him off.
Some things can only be truly put down if you lay them all out and make them clear, instead of keeping them in your heart and brooding over them forever.
