Aldana couldn't find the words, and she slowly lowered her head, almost at a loss.
In this world, the person who hurt her the most was him; the one who left her lonely for half her life was him; but the one who desperately pulled her out of the darkness was also him.
She couldn't refuse this kind of passion, this all-in, almost reckless fervor.
She smiled silently, somewhat sorrowful, yet somewhat relieved.
Aldana said softly, "If you do this...that person will hate you to death."
She looked at Philip, pondering if one day Philip regained his memory, and faced the mess he left behind after his amnesia, would he blame her for misleading him.
The position he climbed to by any means was easily toppled by the current Philip, leaving him with a broken family and deserted by the world.
The Young Master Shaw might no longer be possible, and he might even be hunted by his ex-wife's family, when that day comes, will he truly not hate her?
