Yōurán's pov:

How long has it been since I've gotten married to this man? Victor, tge number one hottest bachelor in the city right now. He's rich too. Lucky right?

That's what I felt at first, but over the years, he grew cold and distant.

It hurt me, because no matter what I tried he never bothered. I mean I know it's an arranged marriage, but still. If he didn't want to marry me, he could've refused.

Where did it go wrong?

He was so nice. Or was that a facade as well?

Well it has gotten worse. Ever since I ran into my best friend, he wouldn't stop smiling. He's in love....

He was never like that with me.i can only keep silent as he cheats on me with her, because I need the money for growing my art career and for our daughter's hospital treatment. He never cares for any of us.

I lay in bed weak with Victor, my parents and daughter by my side. It makes me relieved that they care a bit, when they discovered his infedility.

I wonder if they regret the arranged marriage now...

Probably.

Feeling my throat being itchy and scratched up, I cough up more petals. Even as I'm dying he still has that cold look. I grit my teeth.

I HATE YOU....

So so much!

I whisker to my daughter as she holds my hand with tears in her eyes. Using my other hand I wipe them away.

"Don't cry love" "I'm sorry I couldn't give you all the love and support in your childhood"

She merely shook her head, as she cried and trembled.

I turn to my parents. "Please take care if her for me"

They nodded tearfully.

Feeling better, I smile as I peacefully leave this world.