It was as though thousands of needles were stabbing her body simultaneously, the pain so unbearable she couldn't pinpoint exactly where it hurt.
But she couldn't blame him. Just like those thorns, they pricked her when she fell, and the pain she was experiencing was her own fault.
She, after all, was his ex-wife and it was she who sought the divorce. She hadn't adjusted to it yet, so who else could she blame except herself?
"Miss Bai, nice to meet you. Su Yan speaks of you often," Jennifer extended her hand with a smile.
Bai Xue reached out and shook her hand. Smiling, she turned to Su Yan, "Is that so? It's not good of you, Su Yan, to mention your ex in front of your current partner. It's a terrible faux pas."
Bai Xue was laughing, her smile as vibrant as a blooming flower yet carrying a sadness that seemed heartbreaking, just like a peony at the peak of its bloom, only to wilt at any moment.
