Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce

Chapter 642 - 641 Not Treating You as a Stand-In (1)

Chapter 642: Chapter 641 Not Treating You as a Stand-In (1)

Ling Chuxia hadn’t expected Shi Che to suddenly lift her up; her body shot into the air, and her hands instinctively gripped Shi Che’s lapels. However, once she came to her senses, her expression grew colder, and her grip turned into fists positioned in front of his body. "Shi Che, what are you doing? Let me go!"

Shi Che turned a deaf ear, continuing on his way.

"Shi Che!"

Ling Chuxia gritted her teeth, shouting. Her body was already weak, lacking any strength, yet she struggled forcefully, pushing against Shi Che with her hands and constantly moving her legs, trying to break free from his embrace.

Due to her resistance, her body nearly slipped from his arms. More cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her complexion seemed to grow even paler. Shi Che’s gaze darkened, his handsome face becoming expressionless, and he glanced at her coldly.

That look made Ling Chuxia’s heart tremble slightly. Perhaps out of habit, when he put on such a stern face, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of fear and shiver, causing her struggles to momentarily pause.

However, it was just that one look. Shi Che remained silent, only tightening his hold on her as he quickened his pace into the room.

Though he was visibly upset, when he placed Ling Chuxia back on the bed, his movements involuntarily became gentle. He laid her in bed, pulled the blanket over her, meticulously tucking in the corners. Lastly, he picked up a towel resting on the basin and gently wiped the new sweat off Ling Chuxia’s forehead.

Ling Chuxia had been momentarily dazed by Shi Che’s cold look and jolted back to awareness as he wiped her forehead. Reflexively, she reached out and swept his hand away.

Shi Che’s hand was pushed away with a force, stiffening briefly, but soon he withdrew it as if nothing had happened. His dark eyes looked at her, and his voice was soft and gentle, "Sleep a bit more. I’m cooking porridge right now. I’ll wake you when it’s ready, and you can take your medicine after eating."

Ling Chuxia really couldn’t understand Shi Che anymore. She really didn’t know what he was doing or thinking. Weren’t her previous words clear enough? Why did he still show up in front of her as if nothing had happened?

"I said it—don’t meddle in my affairs. This is my home, please leave! Otherwise, I’ll call the police and accuse you of breaking and entering!"

Due to the fever, Ling Chuxia’s cheeks were already flushed; now, agitated, they turned even redder. Her voice was very hoarse and scratchy, sounding hardly threatening, but her eyes sternly stared at him, full of firmness and resolve.

Shi Che seemed as if he heard nothing, his gaze not changing in the slightest. He still reached out, swept the loose hair sticking to Ling Chuxia’s forehead behind her ear, and his hand casually checked her forehead temperature, murmuring, "It seems you have a slight fever again."

Then, he adjusted the blanket again, wrapping Ling Chuxia up tightly and reminding her, "Keep the cover on, and don’t get out of bed again."

Watching Shi Che’s self-absorbed manner, Ling Chuxia couldn’t help but want to laugh. Could he not understand human speech? Biting her lower lip fiercely, Ling Chuxia reached for her cellphone on the bedside table.