Chapter 1164: He does seems to be your type
"Dominic told me when I was still in Heaven’s body."
Heaven’s body.
Ram knew a thing or two about the Zhu Family, including Dominic’s beloved wife, Heaven Liu. Hence, his mind almost mistook Hera’s words upon saying those to him without any sign of hesitation.
"You didn’t know?" she cast Ram a sidelong glance. "Why am I surprised that you were kept out of the loop? Of course, no one will tell you and even if they did, you won’t believe a word from them."
Hera smacked her lips. "Unless it’s me who’s going to say it."
Ram cast his eyes down, brows furrowed. He wasn’t confused per se, but more like... appalled. This wasn’t the first time someone dropped a hint to him. Many did, but all he saw was justification for why most of them sided with Dominic instead of Hera. Not that Ram was to judge; after all, his means to protect Hera were also unpopular. Even Ram wasn’t a fan of his own actions, but he simply had to do what he had to do at that time.
"It’s around five years," Hera whispered, eyes on the window. "Five years after I was pronounced dead when I woke up in Heaven Liu’s body. It’s hard to believe — even I couldn’t believe it even when a month had passed."
Her lips curled up into a brief, bitter smile. "But eventually, I had to accept and swallow the reality. At that time, I was... ecstatic. Heaven Liu’s life is shitty, but the mere thought of being a different kind of trash instead of Hera Cruel made me happy."
"I didn’t think of you, or Tiger, or even my mom," she continued. "If there was any thought of anyone in Hera’s life that crossed me, that was I don’t want to see them again. I don’t care if I was Heaven or Angel or whatever damn name and identity I assumed. I would just be glad not to be Hera Cruel."
"But Bear... found me. Up until this day, I wonder if that was a mere coincidence or if my fate would always be connected to every single one of you that no matter who I am, you’d always find a place in my life and vice versa." Hera paused as her eyelids drooped. "I’m saying this because you said it’s my turn."
"I had my turn, Ram. It was short but meaningful." Slowly, she faced Ram while carrying a short smile. "I met a man who loved and accepted me for who I am and not just for what I could do. He had a son whose eyes will shine and his face brightens up just at the sight of me. And the two of us, with me in that body, had a daughter who was so cute and white it made me wonder if she was a bun or a clump of milk. I would bite her either way just because she looks too squishy."
"Of course, we had our ups and downs — Dominic and I. We had arguments, and shared pain, but also good memories that could keep me going for the rest of my life," she continued in the same quiet tone. "They... keep me going, Ram. They’re the reason I fight now because I want to not be Hera anymore. I’m not fighting because I hate them, but because I don’t want any of them in my life. At least, not in the life where my children, where my husband lived."