Domestic Violence (9)

Song Qingchun's eyes could not help but redden. When she opened her lips next, the earlier anger and stubbornness had completely disappeared. What remained was merely a soft gentleness and a faded concern. "Then what about you? Do you how much you've hurt me over the past two days?

"Do you know how much courage it took me to commit to that decision to be with you? I've exhausted every bit of courage within me to ask you let me accompany you in hell, but you turned around wordlessly and locked me up in your house. No matter how mad I acted or how loud I yelled, you refused to give me any response."

Song Qingchun's eyes started to well up. Su Zhinian held her close to his heart and lowered his eyes to hide the apology in them. He simply allowed her to vent on him soundlessly.