Chapter 1037: Who Is He?

Chapter 1037: Chapter 1037: Who Is He?

So in this matter where there’s no way to force it, what answer could She give Him?

From the first time she saw him, she felt that in this life, she would marry no other but him. Even though there was a vast difference in status between them, even though she always felt she could never lift her head in front of him, she loved him with a humble posture. As long as one day she could enter his heart, could stand by his side, she would be willing to pay any price, wait as long as it took, all with a willing heart.

But she waited for over three hundred years, yet still was unable to wait until that day.

In the end, she did something shameless, taking advantage of his drunkenness, climbed into his bed, and then left quietly. She didn’t know if he knew or cared about it.

Because it wasn’t long after that he married someone else.

At that moment, she truly decided to end it.

End the wait of more than three hundred years.

It’s said that time is the cure for all emotions, whether love or hate; in time, one will eventually become numb. So what was she numb to? She didn’t even know anymore.

She never regretted that bold decision that night, she only regretted that upon learning he was marrying someone else, she didn’t know she was pregnant and got drunk, perhaps because of excessive indulgence, or maybe it was karma’s punishment. Her Zhu’er was born with a congenital heart defect.

The heart defect was incurable, so she carefully protected her, just wishing for her to grow up safe and sound. As long as she wanted something, as long as it was within her power, she would do it, would give it to her, as long as she could be happy.

But she never expected that going against her will just once would ultimately cause her death.

Xia Wu couldn’t describe how she felt right now, in these days she’d been in a daze, seemingly intertwined between dream and reality, completely unaware of what she was doing. Was she in pain? Perhaps she had long been suffocating from it.

She even felt that from the moment she decided to climb into that man’s bed, up until now, those ten plus years felt like a dream, and now the dream had suddenly ended.

She was still herself, he was still himself, she had never been there, he had never been here, and her Zhu’er, was gone, everything was gone.

An empty dream.

A suffocating dream.

"Who is he?" Miao Ke suddenly spoke up, startling Xia Wu.

Miao Ke, however, didn’t intend to let it go, instead, his gaze burned into her, "Who is he? The one you put in your heart for who knows how many years, the one who occupied your heart and never left, the one you yearn for day and night, willing to wait for a lifetime, who is he? Or in other words, who is Zhu’er’s father?"

No one expected that at this moment, Miao Ke would suddenly ask this question. Han Jing and those bystanders, who originally came to find out what was going on, didn’t expect to run into people’s private matters.

It was a bit awkward to continue listening, but Han Jing couldn’t move her legs to leave.

Because she was curious too, listening to Miao Ke’s implication, was Xia Wu’s heart occupied by someone even though she had found so many male companions but seemingly never slept with any of them? No wonder she couldn’t conceive for hundreds of years and ended up pregnant outside. Did it turn out she always had someone in her heart?