Regret!
Deep into the marrow regret!
If only he hadn't cared about that damned sense of ceremony back then, if he had ignored how things went in his past life and just taken possession of her right there, how wonderful that would have been!
She had always been his woman.
She was in his past life!
And she should be even more so in this life!
Wei Shu was just a mistake in the course, and mistakes should be corrected.
Wei Jin raised his hand.
Several pox marks had already appeared on the back of his hand.
Ever since the first one was discovered, these pimples spread like wildfire across his body, erupting uncontrollably.
Looking at his ugly hands, he scoffed.
These hands were not only ugly, but they also lacked strength.
They lacked the strength to correct mistakes.
Outside the window, dark clouds began to roil ceaselessly.
A torrential rain was coming.
Wei Jin stood by the window, staring at the gloomy sky heavy with clouds.
