Summary of the Love You More Than I Can
For over two long years of marriage, he kept his gaze locked elsewhere – even during moments meant for closeness. It wasn't just work from behind; every single encounter felt cold, distant, like looking at her through a blurry reflection.
You know what pushed her past it? One night, pure frustration bubbled up.
"Sheng Youting," she finally snapped, the words tasting bitter on her tongue. "Is it really me you can never look into the eyes? Or is your heart just set on my sister?"
His reply was chillingly calm, dripping with that awful cruelty.
"You want me to face you properly while I'm inside?" he asked, his voice low and mocking. "Fine then. Let’s see how long *that* lasts."
The sting wasn't just about the mistress; it felt deeper than that. To him, she was apparently nothing more than a placeholder. And to her... well, it wasn't just love she'd held in silence for eleven years. It had become who she was, inseparable from her own identity.
When the strength finally came to walk away, severing ties with this man whose eyes never saw *her* value… the agony cut through everything.
It wasn't just heartbreak; it felt like her very self had shattered, scattering pieces all over the floor.
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