Deep into the night, Ouyang Xiaoya tossed and turned, her brows slightly furrowed reflecting the inner turmoil she was wrestling with.
"Although I've gotten the marriage certificate with Lin Hai, my heart can't seem to let go of another man's silhouette. Is this fair to Lin Hai?"
"But I can't deceive what's in my heart, I can never forget that each time at a critical moment, a majestic figure would stand out, as mighty and towering as a deity or demon."
Ouyang Xiaoya clenched her teeth, her expression twisted in pain.
On one hand, she didn't want to hurt Lin Hai, yet on the other, there was an indelible figure in her heart. Although she had never seen his face, the mere thought of him stirred a special kind of emotion within her.
"What should I do? I'm married to Lin Hai, but I can't forget the Martial God..."
In the early morning, Lin Hai was woken up by the knocks of his sister-in-law Ruoshuang.
