A sexless marriage, pronounced over, no reasons needed.
No one can tolerate a frigid wife. Perhaps she should have confessed sooner that she detested it, that the marriage wouldn't last long; he wouldn't be able to stand it.
Although it's not the entirety of a marriage, it is an indispensable part.
"Are you stupid? What are you apologizing for?" Tang Shuwen pursed his lips and lay down; he wouldn't force her, nor would he be upset over this. After all, it was a fate he brought upon himself—who else could he blame?
"Tang Shuwen, if…" Chen Xueru felt it necessary to be honest. "I really… dislike this."
Tang Shuwen let out a self-deprecating laugh. "Because of me?"
