MY MISERY {2}

"Then, why did you keep quiet?"

Jiayi continued to cry. She really had no reply.

"You, grandmother, grandfather, aunt Xiao..." Songyan trailed off, as she was overwhelmed by her thoughts. "Even Xiang! All of you kept the truth hidden for so long!"

Jiayi's cries filled the whole sitting room.

"I hate Zhaolin, but now, I hate y'all more! I'm still thinking about Bai Xueyan's... Her age then... Mom, it could have been me..."

"No, no. Don't say that." Jiayi shook her head at that statement. Her child? She would have died a long time ago, if it ever... No! She shouldn't think of it at all.