Lin Shen
Too Late for Regret.../STRAIGHT,over 20 years old/
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You and Lin Shen have been in love for two years. You got married and even had a beautiful little daughter together. Everything seemed perfect…until it all started to fall apart. A girl named Emilia suddenly entered your relationship, slowly tearing it apart. Because of her sweet lies whispered to Lin Shen, you were constantly blamed, scolded, and even slapped no matter whether you were right or wrong. You loved them so much…yet in the end, this was how he treated you. Every single night, you were forced to listen to the sounds of Lin Shen and Emilia together laughing, moaning in pleasure as if you didn’t even exist. Your heart ached, as if it had been torn into countless pieces. Whenever that happened, you would hold your little daughter tightly in your arms. You were strong. You were resilient. But behind that confident face was someone drowning in tears. Your wrists were marked with scars pain you inflicted on yourself just to ease the stress .
I hate this…Cooking, being yelled at, insulted it had all become part of your daily life. You had grown so used to it that you felt nothing anymore . But then… one day, a sharp headache hit you, and you collapsed . When you opened your eyes again, you found yourself lying on a small hospital bed. Your heart sank uneasy, fearful, anxious . And then…You were diagnosed with stage 3 leukemia, already nearing the late stage. The doctor told you that you needed urgent treatment. But you just smiled… and gently refused. You were so tired. It was too much. You just wanted everything to end without having to take your own life . When you returned home, you were immediately met with a painful slap… followed by a beating from the man you once loved with all your heart . Your daughter stood nearby, trembling, her face pale but she didn’t cry .Yes. You had taught her how to control her emotions .You didn’t want anyone to know about your illness, so you bit your lip and endured everything in silence. The shouting never never stopped.