The collision of clouds produced a series of silver lightning bolts, tearing apart the night sky. Thunder rumbled.


    The lights in the room flickered for a moment, momentarily plunging Sh into darkness, where she caught a glimpse of the anger flickering in his eyes. It was as if he wanted to devour her. In the next instant, he extended his foot, ruthlessly crushing the expensive cigarette she had painstakingly obtained. Thousands of dors, smuggled from abroad, was wasted just like that. The mes on the carpet were also extinguished by his heartless act.


    Sh’s pupils dted, and she quickly reached out to pick up the cigarette from the ground. The Edwards family had gone bankrupt. Moreover, because she had been caught with contraband, she had permanently transformed into someone else. Now, apart from the house under her father Layne’s name, she had nothing. It was just a few thousand dors, but to her, it was more important than life itself. “My cigarette, Channing, mind your own business!”


    “You’re not allowed to take this stuff again! Sh, you’ve truly surprised me,” he said, grabbing her hand and forcefully pushing her onto the couch, scolding her with absolute authority. She used to be willful and unruly, but she would never touch these forbidden items. It had been less than half a year since her divorce, how did she be this eerie and ghostly figure?


    Sh let out a bitterugh. Why did she have to get involved with these things? It was too painful. Her body, mind, and even her entire soul were undergoing torment. After achieving her long-awaited divorce, she wasn’t happy at all. On one side, there were the images of him and his engaged sweetheart, being openly affectionate. On the other side, in her midnight dreams, there was a small figure covered in blood.


    A small boy, bearing a face so simr to Channing’s, dragged a broken leg, cried and grabbed onto her sleeve, his tender voice questioning her, “Mommy, why don’t you want me?”


    “I’m in so much pain, my hand is broken, and it was eaten by a crow.”


    “Mommy, one of my eyes is gone, it hurts so much.”


    She always dreamed of that boy, and dreamed of Channing…


    Insomnia, anxiety, and fear plunged her deeper into the quagmire, drowsy and lethargic. Someone on the set told her that she could buy “magic cigarettes,” which were actually a type of electronic cigarette and a health supplement. It could treat insomnia, improve blood cirction, and effectively alleviate pain.


    With a lot of pent-up frustration in her heart, Sh couldn’t find any other way out, and no one would listen to her. She decided to give it a try. After using it once, Sh realized that she had been swindled. This was not an electronic cigarette, let alone a health supplement-it was contraband. She had considered quitting. However, the pain and torment, as if thousands of ants were devouring her soul, led her to give up.


    Once the mind besx, it will be left to its own devices.


    Sh found that after inhaling the “magic cigarette,” she could momentarily forget the bloody past and entertained the idea of giving up altogether.


    Channing tightly clenched his fists, his jet-ck eyes fixed on her tear-stained face, filled with heartache and self-me, leaving an unpleasant feeling in his heart.


    After a few seconds, his hoarse voice finally asked, “Sh, do you regret divorcing me?” What he wanted to say was that as long as she nodded and said “yes,” he would rather be ridiculed by everyone than hesitate to choose her again, saying “Let’s remarry, I’ll take care of you.” But Sh interrupted him before these words could leave his throat.


    She pushed away Channing’s hand from her shoulder with a bitter smile.


    “I don’t regret it.”


    “You can leave, Channing. We, it’s impossible.”


    Proud as she was, even if she were to die, she would die with elegance, holding roses in her hand. How could she reveal her vulnerable side in front of him, who she had disdained and hurt before.


    Channing suddenly lost all his strength, his eyes copsing at the sight of the photo of Sh and another man on the table.


    He burst into a deep, furiousughter.


    In this spacious vi,ughter mingled with the sound of thunder outside, casting a silver-white and warm yellow light on his face.


    “It’s my wishful thinking, so be it then!”


    He left without a trace of nostalgia as he turned around.


    Without his support, Sh suddenly fell on the sofa, ayer of sadness finally appearing in her beautiful pupils.


    She couldn’t see Channing’s tears as he left.


    And Channing, not looking back, naturally missed her look of guilt.


    It wasn’t until long after his figure disappeared behind the door that Sh reached out to pick up the cigarette from the carpet and wiped it clean.Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    Then she lit it again.


    Her life was just like the cigarette he had stepped on.


    The brief sh of the me was a fleeting and illusory happiness; ahead, there was only bitterness.


    But what did that matter?


    The path was chosen by herself-there was no turning back now.


    Sh fell into the nightmare of her past life, and Channing watched over her with concern.


    What he didn’t know was that at that time, Sh didn’t want to use illegal substances, but someone deliberately schemed against her.


    He didn’t know that he and Sh had a pair of twins!


    After their divorce, he lied to her, saying he was going abroad to marry another woman, when in reality, he just wanted to visit the Dead Forest.


    Little did he know that Sh discovered this and dragged her sick body to the Dead Forest to chase after him.


    He thought she came to force him to marry that woman, so he only left her a ne and walked away.


    He never imagined he would be trapped in that dark and secluded ce for twenty-three years. In those twenty-three years, he pondered countless possibilities.


    Perhaps Sh had remarried and was living a happy life.


    Perhaps Sh was still waiting for him toe back and give her an exnation…


    But he never considered that she had died!


    And not only did she die, but she died with their son, leaving behind the daughter he had once met, Cheyenne!


    After over a month of running between Akloit and Onistead, Channing finally found the doctor who had performed surgery on Sh.


    ording to the doctor, Sh still had a breath when she was in the hospital. However, after he went out for a while and returned, he discovered that she had started to hemorrhage inexplicably.


    She didn’t survive.


    The patient’s death was suspicious, so he conducted an investigation but found no abnormalities, so he let it go.


    However, he did keep Sh’s medical records.


    The records showed that although she appeared fragile, she was, after all, from the Edwards family and had been nurtured with various medications since childhood.


    Having a child wouldn’t have caused her to die on the spot.


    All the disasters started after she married George.