After expressing her feelings, Fang Jiaxin was ovee with emotion and tears filled her eyes. She turned to Liu Jiahui and said earnestly: “Jiahui, now that today’s events have unfolded, he can safely return to Hong Kong Ind and reunite with his family. The burden in my heart has been lifted. From this day forward, I want nothing more than to live with you, just as we vowed when we got married—through poverty and illness…”


    For Liu Jiahui, a man who had reveled in thepany of many women throughout his life, a new and unexpected emotion stirred within him.


    Historically, he had approached each woman with a sense of superiority, viewing them as mere recipients of his affection, believing they were fortunate to have caught his eye.


    This detached perspective had allowed him to indulge in a life of pleasure for many years.


    Although Fang Jiaxin was his favorite among all his partners, he still harbored a sense of disdain for her.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    When Fang Jiaxin had followed Arman to the United States, it felt to him as if his beloved toy had been stolen. Upon her return, his desire was simply to keep this lost treasure close to him forever.<fna37d> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? Find~Novel</fna37d>


    However, if he were to reflect on whether he truly loved Fang Jiaxin, his response would undeniably be no.


    Even if he had genuine feelings for her, after she had distanced herself from him once, he made a conscious effort to guard his heart and not invest too deeply in her.


    Over the years, he had managed to maintain that emotional distance remarkably well.


    Despite Fang Jiaxin’s position as Mrs. Liu, she had no control over his family’s wealth. Even in marriage, she was merely a cherished pet, kept in a gilded cage.


    Yet, in this moment, something within Liu Jiahui stirred as he reflected on Fang Jiaxin’s heartfelt words.


    Throughout his life of indulgence, he had prided himself on his conquests. However, after kneeling before Charlie and begging for mercy, that pride had been stripped away.


    Now, he resembled a defeated general, having lost his former arrogance, yet softened by the unwavering support from the women around him.


    This newfound softness brought a flicker of warmth to his heart, a glimmer offort in his loss.


    With a sigh, he nodded and replied, “If you have truly let go of him in your heart, then we will move forward together, leaving the past behind us.”


    Fang Jiaxin felt a rush of emotion at his words, tears brimming in her eyes.


    She had long understood Liu Jiahui’s perspective on their rtionship. While she had wished for more, she recognized the reasons behind his resentment towards her.


    For years, she had sought an opportunity to bridge the gap between them, yet felt powerless to do so.


    But who could have predicted that following Liu Jiahui’s ordeal today, the resentment he harbored would suddenly dissipate, filling her with immense joy?


    Meanwhile, Mia, who had been quietly observing, experienced a shift in her own feelings.


    In the past, she had often been critical of Jiaxin, but now she found herself feeling a sense ofpassion for this woman.


    Moreover, witnessing the reconciliation between her father and Jiaxin brought a sense of relief to Mia.


    However, not wanting to intrude on their intimate moment, she decided to excuse herself. “I’ll head back to my room to rest,” she said.


    Liu Jiahui quickly interjected, “Mia, have you been in touch with Miss Fei?”


    “No, I haven’t,” Mia replied, surprised by the question. “Why do you ask?”


    Liu Jiahui responded, “I think it would be beneficial for you to reach out to Miss Fei more.”


    Mia shook her head, “She and I are from different worlds; there’s really no reason for us to connect.”


    Liu Jiahui insisted, “Miss Fei likely knows Charlie better than anyone. Through her, you might uncover some valuable insights about him!”