It was hard to meet Zhong Heng's gaze. The past seemed like forever ago, yet it bled as if the wound had been cut afresh. She knew the disappointment would be huge. Zhong Heng loved his father, and his mother had betrayed her marriage.
"Mom, you…cannot be serious, right? Please tell me that you are lying."
His voice couldn't come out as if a big boulder had stuck in his throat. He watched his mother's gaze in despair. He wanted her to come forward and tell that everything was a lie - probably a pressure tactic from Zhong Sihan. But her silence only withered away any last hope there was remaining in his heart. It felt like his whole life was a lie.
