Mo Shichen stood beside the hospital bed, his eyes as if drenched in ink rain, becoming darker and more intense.
"To want a woman back by his side, yet incapable of humbling himself to woo her with love, only knowing how to pressure her to toil for the sake of the family's burdens—working ceaselessly by day, tossing and turning sleeplessly at night, her entire being taut as a bow."