If it weren't for the curse, Wen Nuan would never have explored whether she was truly Mrs. Wen's biological daughter because the truth wasn't important to her. Once she recognized someone as her mother, that was that.
But because of the curse, she had to unravel this truth.
For Wen Nuan, it was a very painful thing.
Ye Feimo was right by her side, his presence lingering in her nostrils, yet he would never know what she was thinking, what she was anxious about, worried about, or cared about. He thought the problems in their marriage were due to the miscarriage this time.
Should she tell him?
Wen Nuan had thought about telling Ye Feimo everything. She had considered throwing caution to the wind and walking through life with him, even if the curse meant they only had a day to live. As long as they were happy, the brevity of life didn't matter.
She could just pretend they only had a few years to live and enjoy them thoroughly with him.
