Li Xueyue was grateful for her veil, or else her befuddled expression would've given everything away.
Li Xueyue forced herself to remain calm. She wanted to say so much to Duke Li Taojun, to demand answers from him. Why did he rape Viscountess Mu Yihua?
'Why didn't he… ever contact me?' Li Xueyue stared at her fingers. Was she truly that unworthy of love that even her birth father didn't want her?
A wave of emotions slammed into her. The taunting words of Viscount Bai Sheng flashed in her mind. "You should be grateful I took you in! There is no one in this world who will love an unruly and filthy illegitimate daughter like yourself! No one!"
Li Xueyue struggled to breathe. Her throat tightened and her lungs burned. She refused to delve in the past, but she had no choice. Every waking night, Li Xueyue was reminded of the insults and abuse she endured.
