After much hesitation, she slowly turned the knob of the door. She took steady steps into the apartment. The moment she stepped foot into the house, the memory of how she normally rushed out to welcome her husband back from work flashed by eyes. With all her might, she suppressed the urge to break down in tears.

She continued walking into the house. The moment her eyes met the golden coloured couches in the sitting room, she halted. The memory of how she and her husband always played and cuddled each other came rushing to her.

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Her legs weakened when she recalled those beautiful memories. The fact she won't be able to see, touch, speak or play with her husband anymore caused her heart to tighten and almost suffocated her. She clasped her chest as she weakly walked to the couch. She sat down with her eyes shut.

She sat down in that position for over an hour. After about an hour, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Maybe Mrs Zhao was right when she said I don't deserve to be alive. Maybe she and her friends are perfectly correct when they said I caused my beloved Xiaolin's death. If I didn't insist on marrying him despite his rich family's disapproval, then he would have still been alive," Mrs Yang said emotionally, tears streaming down her face.

"If I hadn't insisted that I was alright when in reality, I was in so much pain because of that bastard and his wife's constant troubles, then maybe my Xiaolin would have still been alive," Mrs Yang said. She could recall the countless times her husband asked her whether she was alright. She always lied that she was fine. She did not to make him worried but now she regretted never telling him how she truly felt.

"Xiaolin, I am sorry for leading you to your own doom. I am sorry that I couldn't leave you when your aunts and dad offered me a hefty sum of money to disappear from your life. I just love you so much, I couldn't imagine a lifetime without you that is why I rejected their outstanding offer," Mrs Yang said sobbing. Her tears flowed like a river, refusing to stop.

"You have always defended and protected an orphan like me since we were just teenagers to this time. I am sorry that I couldn't protect you when you needed my protection the most, but there is a promise I hold you that will definitely keep," Mrs Yang said, cleaning her tears.

"Zhao Jianfei thinks he can have me after murdering you? Hell, No!" Mrs Yang spat, standing up.

"A jerk like him does not deserve me or any decent woman in this world. Before I never understood why fate brought those two together, but now I do. With their temperament and level of wickedness, I can beat my hand against my chest and said that those two are perfect for each," Mrs Yang said spitefully.

"Just as they are perfect for each other, so are we. We are two lovebirds that can never be separated. Even death can not tear us apart. Do you know why?" Mrs Yang asked, no one in particular as she forced in a smile. Instead of the usual bewitching smile, this smile looked so painful.

"Because I am going to join you," Mrs Yang said, still maintaining her painful smile.

Mrs Yang sat back down on the couch and closed back her eyes. Although her eyes were closed, she could not get a wink of sleep. She stayed in that same position until night covered.

"Now is the hour," Mrs Yang remarked, when the alarm on her phone rang.

"Although I am going to die in few minutes, I have to look spectacular so that when I get to the netherworld, I will sweep my husband off his feet with my mesmerising looks," Mrs Yang said, smiling like a lunatic. The way she acted was like someone who had gone insane.

She trudged to her dressing room. She completely ignored her rumbling stomach, which has been starved the entire day.

When she entered the enormous dressing room, she walked around the entire room searching for the perfect dress to wear. The way she searched for clothes, she looked like a filthy rich socialite who was going for a red carpet event.

"Xiaolin always said I look breathtakingly beautiful whenever I wear red, so I will wear it for him for the last time. I am sure he will be stunned when he sets his eyes on me," Mrs Yang said, smiling as she picked a red belted gown. She admired the gown for a few minutes before she walked out of the dressing room. She walked to their bedroom and on getting there, she dropped the red gown on their bed.

She afterwards entered the bathroom to shower. After she finished taking her bath, she sat down in front of her dressing mirror and started her make up. She spent about an hour to dress up. Anyone who saw how she was seriously dressing up would assume that she was going to an award party.

After she finished dressing up, she stood in front of the dressing mirror and started admiring herself.

"Since you left me in such a hurry, I will come to you in the grandest style ever. I will make sure you regret leaving me alone in this world," Mrs Yang smiled, as tears fell from her eyes.

"Chunling, stop this nonsense or you will ruin your makeup," Mrs Yang scolded herself, as she hurriedly wiped the tears off her face.

After taking one last glance at their apartment, Mrs Yang walked out of their apartment without looking back. Other occupants of the building who saw her head downstairs began gossiping behind her back. They said that she just came back from the hospital and yet she adorned herself in the best outfits and jewels to go to a party. They called her a heartless woman. Even though Mrs Yang heard their words, she pretended as though she didn't.

With shoulders held high, Mrs Yang stepped elegantly into the driver's seat of her black sport car. Mrs Yang drove aimlessly on the road, not knowing where she was heading to. All she wanted to do was to end her life, but how to go about it, she did not know.

At home earlier, she thought of drinking poison, but she changed her mind.

"Xiaolin died painfully. Drinking poison is a simple death. I can't die easily or Xiaolin would be very disappointed at me," Mrs Yang dropped the bottle of poison on the table and thought of other possible painful means to end her life.

After driving aimlessly for over three hours, Mrs Yang stopped driving when she came across a bridge. She parked her car at the beginning of the bridge and then walked out of the car. She only stopped walking when she got to the middle of the bridge.

People stared at such big river with dreadful glances, but her expression wasn't dreadful at all. Her expression was filled with admiration.

"Thank goodness, I have finally found the perfect way to end my life," Mrs Yang said, smiling.

A few distances away, a girl stood at the cliff of the bridge staring at the water. Different thoughts running through her mind. Just when she decided to do it, her eyes caught a glimpse of a woman dressed in a red glimmering gown standing a few distances away from her. The way how elegantly dressed the woman looked caught her attention. She momentarily forgot her purpose on the bridge, her attention focused on the gorgeously dressed lady.

Though it was night, she could still tell from the lady's fine jawline she was an exquisite-looking lady. What she failed to understand was what such a rich, beautiful lady was doing at the edge of the bridge.

"Why do I feel like this beautiful young lady is admiring these vast water? Isn't she afraid of the size and depth of this fearsome water?" The little girl thought, her gaze still on the woman. She became alarmed when she saw the woman trying to climb the iron of the bridge.

"She is not gonna commit suicide before me, right?" The girl thought. She was surprised to see that such a beautiful lady like the one standing beside her was suicidal. She could not help but wonder what must have warranted her to do this. Before the little teenager could conclude her thoughts. She saw the lady jump into the river. For a moment, she was too shocked to react. She could not believe that she actually jumped into the river.

The teenager contemplated for a moment whether to save her or not.

"Whatever might be the problem, such a beautiful woman does not deserve to die. I have always believed in the philosophy that there is no problem that does not have a solution, so I am sure that hers is not different. I will do one good deed for the last time and in the process end my life just like I planned to. I must save her for my sister's sake," the girl said before she dived into the river. As a girl who always swum in a river, she was not afraid of the depth and coldness of the water.