His breath became quicker as if the room closing in on him. "Your Highness!" Guang Ze ran inside the room to support him.
His chest tightened. His hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the wooden chest, knuckles turning white. The world swayed. His stomach churned.
"Old Ze... Old Ze, I lost him." He clung onto Guang Ze, his voice shaking with tremor.
"He knows everything now."
His vision blurred.
"He will never forgive me."
A violent shudder wracked his frame. He clutched at his chest, fingers curling into the fabric over his heart.
He staggered back as his legs weak beneath him.
Okay, I am done with another chapter! Tbh I am really tried but hey, tomorrow is my last exam so I will free!
One-third of the story is finally completed, I hope with this chapter I can convey that Zhou Wangshu anger is not out of nowhere, Wu Yingyue was the only person he had left.
This chapter was a bit difficult, as I was always in fear if that if I can really show what ZWS had gone through. I would love any suggestions or criticism.
Take care, sweets!
