Song Tingfan let her go, but the woman continued to cry uncontrollably, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances in her heart. His throat felt as though it was being squeezed tightly.
Why had she changed so much?
The woman cried even louder, "Why did I marry you in the first place."
Lin Qiao's words revealed her regret at this moment. She must have been crazy to agree to marry him, making it difficult for her now.
Song Tingfan's face went pale, his throat a bit dry, right, why did she marry him.
She should have stayed far away from him.
Was she really that person...
He wanted to ask but didn't. If he uncovered this layer of "fabric," he could no longer deceive himself.
They stood in stalemate for a long time without speaking. Lin Qiao glanced at him quietly, her eyes downcast, unable to see what he was thinking.
She dreaded this silence of his, always feeling that nothing good would come of it.
