In matters of the heart, he indeed owed Du Ruoxin and thus was willing to swallow his pride to seek her forgiveness.
"I need it too... After all, I’m the one who hit her with my car. Actually, I was really relieved when she woke up, because I felt that my guilt wasn’t as heavy anymore."
Lin Xinlan said softly, the incident where she had injured Du Ruoxin had always been a burden on her conscience.
Now it was okay, she had awakened, and as long as she forgave her, everything could begin anew.
"Xinlan, there is something I want to tell you." A flicker of unusual light shone in the man’s eyes.
"But after you know, you can’t ignore me. You can be angry at me, but please don’t hate me, okay?"
His serious tone aroused her curiosity about what could be so important.
"Go ahead, I’ll try not to be angry with you."
The man smiled faintly, "You can be angry with me, I mean, just don’t hate me."
Lin Xinlan also smiled, "But I have to say, I’ll try not to be angry."
He understood at once that she was promising she would never hate him.
Rong Shaoze couldn’t help but feel that Lin Xinlan had a generous heart. She could let go of many things, and that was good.
If everything were held inside, wallowing in sorrow, that would be a form of self-torture and too damaging to the body.
"Then I’ll say it," the man pursed his lips and tentatively said, "Actually, the car accident had a backstory."
"What?" Lin Xinlan was shocked. There was more to the story!
"Do you remember that woman with me that time in the underground market? Do you know why I had her replace you, to go with the buyer?"
"Because the real culprit was her. She was one of my women, but jealous that Ruoxin was going to marry me, she lured her out to meet and then pushed her into the road, just so you would hit Ruoxin with your car. So, you’re not the real culprit, she is. You don’t need to blame yourself too much; this wasn’t your fault."
Lin Xinlan blinked, struggling to digest this truth.
After hearing it, she had to admit that her guilt didn’t feel as intense.
"Did you have her replace me back then because you knew she’d harmed Miss Du?"
"Then you still kept blaming me, saying I was the culprit, that everything was my fault, and you punished me. You don’t know how many times I tolerated you, forgave you, because I felt guilty. Why didn’t you tell me the truth earlier? Do you realize how long I’ve been tormented by guilt, having nightmares every night? I always dream of the moment of the accident, even being arrested by the police. I’ve lived in constant fear, and in the end, none of it was my fault; I too was a victim!"
Even if she had been the one to hit Du Ruoxin with her car, she was certainly also a victim.
That woman had harmed Du Ruoxin and her as well.
Rong Shaoze’s eyes darkened with regret as he apologized, "I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you the truth because I wanted to use this matter to threaten you, to manipulate you. Later, when I fell in love with you, I didn’t dare tell you, afraid you’d hate me. Xinlan, I’m sorry for making you suffer so much. Please don’t hate me, okay? You can be angry, you can hit me, scold me, but don’t hate me!"
If there’s hatred, love is no longer pure.
He wanted all of her love, the purest form of it.
If she hated him, it would hurt him profoundly, bring him immense pain...
Lin Xinlan could see the unease and self-reproach in his eyes; her heart was always soft, so naturally, she couldn’t hate him.