novelraw Chapter 680 - 679: You Care About Me (7)
Chapter 680 - 679: You Care About Me (7)
Chapter 680: Chapter 679: You Care About Me (7)
Her face was still somewhat pale, her forehead marred by a wound. Though she slept, her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her lips occasionally moving, murmuring something.
Because the voice was too soft, Shi Che couldn’t make out exactly what she was muttering, only faintly hearing words like "don’t" and such.
Though he couldn’t hear clearly, he knew for sure that the incident in the elevator yesterday must have terrified Ling Chuxia. After all, it happened so suddenly; if he hadn’t been there, and only Chuxia had been there, then the person lying in bed... might have been her by now. But damn it, he still hadn’t been able to protect her properly—he still let her get hurt.
Shi Che’s heart clenched in pain, and his gaze slightly darkened. He slowly and laboriously raised his hand, which fell very gently onto Ling Chuxia’s forehead, his fingertips almost too afraid to touch her wound.
It must hurt a lot, being bumped like that.
Shi Che’s fingertips slid down to the space between her brows, smoothing her frown bit by bit.
Perhaps it was the gentleness of his touch, but Ling Chuxia’s eyebrows actually relaxed under his caress, her entire expression gradually easing.
He hadn’t looked at Ling Chuxia this closely in... quite a long time, nor had he been able to touch her like this for so long. The moment his fingers touched her, they seemed to not want to leave, afraid that once she opened her eyes, she would revert back to that cold, aloof demeanor that kept people at arm’s length.
Shi Che’s fingers continued downward, tracing the contours of her face, coming to rest on her lips. They were somewhat white, and as Shi Che touched them, his heart fluttered with a dense and delicate pain.
It seemed that every time, he only brought her pain... No wonder Chuxia hated him so much...
As the word "hate" flashed through his mind, a vague memory surged into his chest, and a sentence unwittingly echoed in his ears.
If you truly love me, why wouldn’t you want our child?
Shi Che’s body jolted violently, and his brow furrowed deeply.
That sentence... was it just a dream? Or was it real? Had Chuxia said those words next to his ear last night?
Shi Che struggled to recall, but his memories were far too hazy. He couldn’t discern whether they were Chuxia’s words or just his own imagination.
But if that sentence had truly been spoken by Chuxia... then did she hate him because of the child? But wasn’t it Chuxia who had aborted the baby herself? Why then would she hate him?
She said, why didn’t he want her child—could it be that she thought he didn’t want the child, so she decided to terminate the pregnancy? Is that why she hated him?
But he had never said he didn’t want her child, so why would she think that?
Many questions flooded his mind all at once. Shi Che’s head throbbed sharply, a hint of agony crossed his handsome face, and he unconsciously let out a pained moan.
Even though the sound he made was faint, Ling Chuxia still sensitively heard it, her long lashes quivering before suddenly flashing open, with Shi Che’s pale face directly entering her field of vision.
He didn’t know when he had woken up, his dark pupils wide open, but his brows were tightly furrowed, his face bearing a hint of pain. Ling Chuxia’s gaze sharpened, and all sleepiness was suddenly gone. She immediately stood up, "Shi Che, what’s wrong with you?"
Shi Che’s headache was severe, and he seemed unable to speak for a moment. Ling Chuxia’s eyes were filled with extreme concern as she hurriedly said, "I’ll go call the doctor."