The Wives of Boruto (Continued)

There was no Sasuke in this world, and no longer any attachment that Sakura Haruno had used to hypnotize herself.

In fact, when she thought about being with Li Ke, a thought came to her mind instead.

"Sasuke probably wouldn't care about this at all."

The mature Sakura Haruno desperately wanted to convince herself that Sasuke would care a great deal, that he would fight Li Ke to the death over it. But no matter what, she couldn't make herself believe Sasuke would do that.

Because he would quickly realize that if she hadn't been willing, it never could have happened.

Sakura Haruno's face turned deathly pale. Beside her, Sarada Uchiha was still immersed in her outrageous declaration. When she noticed her mother's pallor, she couldn't understand what had happened.

So she looked toward the younger Sakura Haruno.

But the younger Sakura Haruno was pale too.

The future Sakura Haruno had told her everything about her marriage to Sasuke. The young Sakura Haruno, who hadn't yet given up so much, was already having serious second thoughts.

Going more than a decade without coming home, spending less than a month sharing a bed, a daughter and father who barely knew each other—this was all far too terrifying for a young girl like Sakura Haruno.

Seeing that even her young mother was no help, Sarada Uchiha looked toward the grandmother she had never met, Mikoto Uchiha.

She had always been curious about how her father had obtained his Mangekyo Sharingan, and what kind of person her uncle was.

Her mother had never even let her read about them when she looked through the records.

Yet the ninjas around them were giving them strange looks. Even back in their own time, whenever she brought up the subject, her mother's expression had been quite