Xia Jing knew that no matter what she said now, there was no way to make her husband trust her again as he had before. Mistakes had been made and confession was inevitable, regardless of what difficulties it might bring. She had to face them bravely; it was her own doing, and no one else could be blamed. Whoever committed an error would be punished by the world. Heaven was fair, but sometimes it could be so unjust—clearly knowing who she truly loved in her heart, yet repeatedly tearing them apart, condemning her to live in the abyss of agony all because of a past mistake.