Chapter 169

My face in the mirror was as white as a sheet of paper. My originally strong figure was now wasted beyond recognition. The crimson circles under my eyes and my messy hair made me look like a demon that had crawled out of hell. What had made me become like this? It was that marriage that I had once desired and looked forward to the most. Wynnie hoped that I could let bygones be bygones and reconcile with her. However, apart from hating me, she had never suffered any substantial harm. Meanwhile, I was different. I didn't have much of a life left. How could I still summon the enthusiasm to reconcile with her? My tears didn't stop falling even after I washed up. I didn't want to see myself so weak. I knew I shouldn't be acting like this, but the tears were out of control. ... It was afternoon, and it was almost time for Wynnie to finish work and come home. However, I left the villa like a fugitive. This time, I drove away from the villa alone. Although Wynnie hated me, I had