220 You'll Sleep on the Bed, I'll Sleep on the Sofa

Si Jingyu clenched her fist tightly and shook her head slightly, all while trying to put those sad memories behind her. Only then did she notice that the dark shadow on the bed had already shifted to the side. He switched off the lights but didn't lie down and sleep. Instead, he stood in the same place and deliberated for a while.

Si Jingyu silently opened her eyes without moving and gazed toward that silhouette desirously.

She loved him, almost to the point where she became a fool.

Even if she wanted a divorce, she couldn't get rid of even the slightest bit of attachment that she had toward him.

However, she had to act indifferent, she had to ignore him. All this while, even the heavens know how difficult it had been for her to endure these things.