She recognized you and cried as she threw herself into your arms, telling you of her hardships.
It turned out that she had not been doing well over the years, her family business had failed and gone bankrupt, and her husband, a businessman with no real skills, often beat and berated her while drunk. Now, she deeply regretted not having stood up for you back then.
In fact, at that moment, your hatred had already faded; after all, throughout the years in prison, you had actually gained a lot, and in a way, you had even dodged a bullet. It seemed that fate had invisibly punished her as well. Holding you, she poured out her misfortunes of the past years, and that night, in a moment of deep emotion, the two of you became intimate.
A married woman has three virtues: experienced, unaccountable, and eloquent.
