The shame and guilt towards his daughter still haunt Han Yuheng until today. Even after five months, he didn't know how to face his daughter. But he missed her dearly and worried constantly about her well-being.
Since she left with his brother, he had sent money and letters every month for her treatment and living expenses. Still, she had refused to speak with either of them and only responded to his brother when he called them.
"It's my fault," he said softly before he continued, "She may never forgive me. But if Liling isn't ready to see us, we should give her time. I believe one day, she will be willing to talk to you."
Upon hearing his words, a familiar voice echoed in Bai Luyun's mind, 'You can't forgive him and truly let go of his betrayal. So, why are you still here? Why don't you divorce him? This isn't what you want. Bai Luyun, wake up from this dream and free yourself!'
The moment she heard the voice echoing in her mind, Bai Luyun felt a sharp headache and took in a sharp breath.
Noticing his wife's pale face, Han Yuheng quickly took their son from her arms and laid him down. Then, he gently massaged her head and asked, "Wife, is it the headache again?"
Bai Luyun nodded, biting her lip as she endured the pain. While her husband continued massaging her temples, the voice returned.
'Even if he apologized and vowed to change, you are still hurt by what he did. Bai Luyun, if you don't free yourself now, you will never get the chance again. In this life, you will become a puppet controlled by fate. Remember—this is your last chance.'
As the voice faded, the headache also began to ease. Ten minutes later, the pain finally disappeared, and she let out a long sigh of relief. When she opened her eyes, she saw her husband watching her with worry, confusion, and anxiety.
Seeing that she was no longer in pain, Han Yuheng took a towel from the bedside table and wiped her sweat. Looking into her eyes, he said, his voice tinged with pleading, "Wife, let's go to the hospital for a check-up, okay?"
Bai Luyun looked at him for a long moment before replying, "Husband, I'm fine."
"How can you be fine like this?" Han Yuheng said.
Taking a deep breath, he softened his voice and said, "Wife, we have money now. You don't need to save it. If you are worried we won't have enough, I will go to the mountains more often. But please, let's get you checked, alright?"
Torn inside, Bai Luyun didn't know what her true feelings were anymore. It felt so easy to keep living like this, yet she couldn't ignore the voice's temptation.
Every time she made up her mind, she changed it again the moment she saw how much her husband had changed.
Reaching out, she gently touched the crease on his forehead and asked, "Yuheng… which one of you is the real you?"
Confused, Han Yuheng asked, "Wife, what do you mean?"
"I don't know which version of you is real… and I don't know which version of me is real either. I want to continue living like this, but I still can't let go of your betrayal. I have tried, again and again… but it still hurts," she said softly.
She looked at him with conflicted eyes. "Tell me… what should I do now?"
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