The Art of Pursuing: The Unyielding Ex-wife Chapter 334: If you are willing, give him another chance

Every ti you were criticized, you always cried and went to your father to complain. Your father, who treated you like a treasure, would see your tears and always say generously that children are bound to make mistakes, so don’t be harsh on Munni.

Your father really loved you. I still rember, every night after finishing his late shift, the first thing he did upon coming ho was go to your room, kiss the already asleep you, and say goodnight.

In comparison, I, as a mother, seed particularly inadequate. Despite having plenty of ti to spend with you, I chose to squander that ti with friends instead.

Your father’s bankruptcy dealt a heavy blow. We moved from a villa to a rental apartnt, and friends stopped contacting because of this, which was quite a blow to .

At that ti, I forgot that besides , your father and you were also affected. I willfully lost my temper with your father, quarreling with him daily because of it.

Later, unable to bear the miserable life any longer, I divorced your father and left that humble rental apartnt with my suitcase, even forgetting to say goodbye to you, my daughter.

I’m sorry that at the ti you needed the most, I cruelly abandoned you and turned a deaf ear.

Over these years, I’ve thought countless tis about the scene where you knelt at the school gate, begging to go back. I am really a terrible mother, not only never caring about you but also being so heartless to you.

Whenever I think of you, a question always arises in my mind... Do I regret not being with you as you grew and abandoning you?

Each ti, the answer in my heart is always the sa, it’s just my proud self-esteem doesn’t want to admit it.

I regret, deeply regret not being there to watch you grow.

When I saw you again after more than ten years, I was truly excited and thankful to your father for raising you into such an outstanding woman.

The you in front of was growing ever more gracefully, your beautiful and elegant appearance resembling when I was young.

However, the cold attitude you displayed during our reunion made realize how much harm I’d caused you over the years, and it left afraid to face you.

I’m sorry that now, after more than ten years, I’m reaching out to you with requests but failing to express how much I’ve missed you.

This ti back in the country, I was fortunate enough to et your ex-husband, Xu Yisen. Yisen is an exceptional man; I assu this was the reason you liked him and chose to marry him back then.

I don’t know why you divorced, but it is evident that he cares about you deeply and loves you a lot.

If you are willing, give him another chance. I believe he will treat you well.

I once blindly pursued materialistic life until I was near the end of my life did I realize what I had been pursuing was nothing but illusory happiness.

I hope you can experience true happiness sooner, instead of realizing how wrong you’ve been only when faced with death like I did.

Munni, I really want to hear you call mom again, to see you throw yourself into my arms like you did when you were little.

Munni, mom is sorry, mom loves you.

Zhao Yaru, after undergoing chemotherapy, beca increasingly weak. It wasn’t hard to see that writing this letter took a lot of effort, as the words were sowhat disorganized toward the end, presumably because of fatigue.

Drip drip.

As tears fell onto the letter, a faint sound was heard. From the corner of his eye, Xu Yisen caught sight of Qin Muni holding the letter; sparkling tears continuously flowed from her eyes.

He hurriedly parked the car on the roadside, pulled two tissues from the box, leaned forward gently, and wiped the tears from Qin Muni’s face.

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