"You know nothing. You've been walking a path paved for you, snatching away the man I've carefully nurtured. None of this should belong to you!! It was wrong from the beginning, why can't it stay wrong forever!!"
Ou Yimo spoke while tears frantically spilled from her eyes.
Never before, not even in prison, had she felt this desperate.
She believed that someday the person who had forgiven her mistakes again and again would forgive her once more, take her home, and leave that terrible place...
But now, her dreams were shattered.
Ou Yimo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking at Gong Shirao before her with anger and jealousy.
"You want the antidote, right? Fine, I'll give it to you!!"
As Ou Yimo spoke, she pulled out a glass vial from her pocket, her voice growing sharper:
"Look, this is the antidote—a small bottle, the only one in the world. You want it? Beg me!"
Gong Shirao looked at Ou Yimo, not understanding why her emotions suddenly became so intense...
