He had originally thought that the changes in Ling Chuxia over the years were due to her elder sister, due to Mrs. Shi, but now it seemed that it was more because of him.
Because of his unpredictable rage, because of his cold words.
He had promised to make her happy, yet in the relentless three years of their marriage, he had single-handedly destroyed her happiness.
Shi Che blinked, his eyes gradually reddening, his hand gently caressing Ling Chuxia's face, his voice deep and slightly choked.
"Chuxia, you are my wife, you always have been."
From the moment he first saw her, from when she playfully made a ghost face at him, from the first time he secretly defied his mother's orders to cook noodles for her, from when she complained to him, asking if he could like her type, from when she took his money to buy snacks in good conscience, calling him 'hubby', from when she got her first period and thought she was going to die, imperiously asking him to die with her.