"I got it from Helene. Miss Anna asked her to give it to me" He admitted.

Changyu looked at him for a bit before replying with a long "ohhh"

He thought she wasn't convinced so he explained further. "I saw Miss Anna give it to her one day. I didn't get the chance to meet Miss Anna because she left in a hurry with a taxi but I was able to get the letter from Helene." He explained to her and deliberately left every other detail of that day because he felt it was not necessary.

"Helene..." Changyu called the name of the woman she despised so much.

"So if you want me to believe you actually did not receive any letter, I guess we have to push the blame over to your ex-wife. She probably must have hidden every other letter from you. Am I correct?"

She threw the question at him and waited for his answer.

Hearing the word 'ex-wife' sounded kind of strange to him. Truthfully, he hadn't married Helene. She was only registered as Sara's mother but not as his wife. But he didn't bother to refute that since it wasn't the reason they were here.

But what Changyu was trying to say actually made sense to him.

He thought back to how Helene had acted that day. Now, he thought she had behaved suspiciously by trying to hide the letter from him.

So did it mean...she had been keeping every letter from him? But why did she have to do that?

"Why? You don't want to push the blame to her? Is she innocent?" Changyu asked him with a very low and hoarse voice when she saw he was quiet and deep in thought.

"It's fine. I understand. You wouldn't want to push the blame over to your ex-wife. You did love her so much." She paused before adding unbelievably.

"I can't believe you had actually made me believe you felt nothing for her. You even dared tell me to not be insecure because of her? What a liar you are!"

She stood up and looked at him with cold teary eyes. The tears just kept flowing freely without her trying to stop it. She couldn't even stop it if she wanted.

She tried to walk away but he held her hand to stop her from leaving.

"What is it? I'm done with this conversation. You said you didn't get any other letter... I can try to believe that. But you can't also tell me you didn't send me that mail."

"What mail?" He remembered she had mentioned something about him sending a mail a couple of times already.

"Are you trying to mess with me?" She asked him coldly.

Remembering everything tonight seemed like she was reliving that dreadful moment. She was so heartbroken right now and could no longer go on with the conversation.

"I swear... My mail was tampered with. I never sent or received any mail from you or anyone else"

"So what are you saying again?" She yelled angrily at him this time. "You sent me a mail. You sent it to me!" She pointed at him accusingly.

Everything was beginning to mess with her brain and she was at the verge of breakdown.

"Did a ghost send it? Or did your ex-wife do that also? You told me you didn't want me. You told me you never wanted me. You said you loved Helene and asked me to get rid of our child. If you had not sent me that kind of mail, why would I ever think about sending you that letter with bitter emotions? Isn't it obvious you never cared? Ever since we met each other again, have you ever asked me about our child? Did you ask me how she was or what happened with her? And you really want me to believe you didn't send me that mail?"

With the way she was yelling and crying at the same time, she was finally able to get the attention of the two couple there and a few passersby who looked at her strangely.

"Why would I ever send you that kind of mail.. Are you crazy?" Out of frustration, he yelled back at her.

"Do you know the number of times I stood outside your family's house just to see you?

Do you know how my mother and I had gone to plead with your parents to tell us where you were despite the fact that I swore to your parents to never contact you again?

Did you know about my innocent mother kneeling down before your parents to beg for the lives of her children?

Despite all of the humiliation we went through, I didn't think twice before going to stand outside your gate to ask if it was you who truly sent that letter. Even though I was told you didn't want to meet with me, I still stood there like an idiot with the hope that you would come out and explain things to me. My mother had also waited outside your gate.. She wanted to meet the woman who was carrying her grandchild. She wanted to plead with you to accept me at least because her stupid son loved you so much. But do you know what happened? We were both beaten by your thugs of a bodyguard.

Even if they had told us it was you who ordered it, I refused to believe them one bit. But what did you do in return? You never showed up! How could you threaten to get rid of our child? Did our love mean nothing to you? All the promises we made, they meant nothing? How....how could you have sent me that kind of letter? Didn't you...didn't you ever feel my sincerity."

He choked back on his words as his suppressed tears began to spill from his eyes.

She looked at him with tear-stained face as everything began to settle in.

He used both of his hands to cup her small face and looked deeply into her eyes. "You were smart. You were really smart. You should have known I love you. You should have seen it in my eyes. You should have heard it in my voice. You should have known that I would never send a letter like that. You should have believed me"

He said with tears in his eyes.

Changyu shook her head and denied it. "I... I... I... didn't order anyone to do anything... I didn't even know you came at all." She tried to catch her breath as she spoke and cried at the same time.

"You...really didn't ...send that mail?" She asked.

He dropped his hand from her face and shook his head "I didn't."

"You... didn't receive any letters from me?"

"I didn't"

"The first letter you ever received was that letter?"

The more she threw the questions at him, the more her heart shattered into pieces.

"Yes" He nodded.

"And....you really didn't love Helene then? You didn't ask me to get rid of our child also?"

"Are you crazy? Why would I love her when I loved you?"

He asked back with tears rolling down his cheeks as realization dawned on him. They were both played!

"Oh my God!" Changyu gasped and used both hands to cover her mouth.

She shook her head in disbelief. "I don't want to... I don't want to believe that for the past twenty five years, things were messy for no reason. I really want to believe that I spent the past twenty five years hating you for a genuine reason."

She stopped talking and began to cry even louder.

Jianjun stood there, stupefied.

So, it meant she had sent him that letter because he sent her that mail? How could he have sent her a mail like that?

He really didn't want to believe that it had all been Helene's doing. She had been a really nice girl. It would really break his heart if Helene had done that to them.

He remembered how Helene had confessed her feelings to him at the time when he just found out who Changyu's parents were.

She had told him she liked him and would always stick beside him but he had openly told her then that the only woman in his heart was Changyu and was sure he wouldn't be able to love another for the rest of his life—whether she was a Song or not.

So had she done that out of spite and jealousy? If she wasn't the culprit, then who did that? Who sent that kind of mail?

The only ones who had access to his computer was his family. He couldn't remember whether Helene had made use of it back then since it was a really long time ago.

He believed his sister and mother wouldn't never have done that. So was it really Helene?

He looked at Changyu who was still crying while shaking her head.

"I really don't want to believe I wasted those years for nothing.. It's going to drive me insane."

She quickly took her purse from the wooden chair and hurriedly walked out on him.

The place was suffocating her too much and she thought she might collapse if she didn't leave.

She needed time to think. Time to digest everything. Time to accept that she had been a fool for not trusting him.

She took a few staggering steps before she began to run.

Jianjun watched her run blindly into the road and gasped in shock when he saw a white van almost hit her.

She looked at the van that had just braked in shock. Everything the driver was saying didn't seem to get to her as her mind was occupied with something else.

She began to take slow steps and soon, began to run again.

Jianjun crashed on the wooden chair after he saw she was safe. He also began to think.

Twenty five years was a waste? What if that Van had ran her over just now and she died in the process. Would they have had the chance to meet each other again and properly apologize?

How could someone have messed with the both of them?

How could someone have punished them like this?

He used his hands to cover his face and burst into tears.