David looked at Jazmine, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze. A wave of unbearable bitterness welled up from the bottom of his heart. He had watched this woman climb up her ladder step by step in the past few years.
His heart ached.
"Jazmine, you don't need to be on tenterhooks anymore. Because you are already strong enough, and you don't have to push yourself so hard."
Jazmine leaned against the sofa, her eyes half-narrowed. There was a hint of fatigue on her face.
She did not have any reaction to David's words. For so many years, she had been grateful for his encouragement and care for her.
Right now, she just felt sorry for him.
She raised her eyes and looked at him. After five years passed, David was no longer high-spirited. Her heart instantly hurt.
"I'm sorry. I ruined your life."
David was stunned.