My heart hurt so much I could barely breathe. I never expected that the time we spent together would make me so attached to Owen Cheng. When I divorced Daniel Qin, I didn’t cry—I only felt hatred and relief. But now, leaving Owen Cheng feels like my heart has been torn right out of my chest.
I don’t dare contact anyone in Shanghai, and I don’t dare look up news about Owen Cheng. Yet I can’t stop wondering if he ever thinks about me. Will he come looking for me once he finds out I’m gone?
No one can give me the answer, and I don’t dare go find him myself—I’m afraid I’ll be disappointed.
After a long while, my emotions finally settled and I stopped crying.
Wiri Chen frowned as he looked at me and handed me more tissues. "What’s wrong with you?"
I took the tissues and blew my nose. I pre
