Could it be because of money?
As soon as this thought flashed through Ji Xinxin’s mind, she immediately dismissed it. Ling Chuxia was simply not that type of person. If it wasn’t for love, and it wasn’t for money, then what could it be?
Suddenly, Ji Xinxin thought of something, and her eyes sharpened. She quickly sat down beside Ling Chuxia, took her shoulders with both hands, and forced her to face her. Narrowing her eyes, she said in a low voice, "Chuxia, tell me the truth. What is the real reason that you’ve been insisting all this time that you can’t get divorced?"
After a pause, Ji Xinxin swallowed hard and spoke in a tone that was half probing and half certain, "Is it related to your elder sister?"
Before, no matter what Ji Xinxin said, Ling Chuxia had no reaction, but when Ji Xinxin uttered those words, there was a slight ripple in the depths of Ling Chuxia’s lifeless eyes, which quickly disappeared.
But Ji Xinxin still noticed, and the doubts in her heart gradually turned to certainty. For Ling Chuxia, the most important person in her life was Ling Yunshu, and no one could surpass her elder sister’s place in her heart.
Ji Xinxin fell silent for a moment, then looked up at Ling Chuxia, her voice unconsciously lowering, "Xiaxia, what exactly happened that year?"
Back then, Shi Che and Ling Yunshu were recognized as a couple by everyone, and everyone thought they would eventually marry. However, it ended up being Shi Che who married Chuxia, while Yunshu went abroad.
Everyone said that Ling Chuxia was shameless, that she used tricks to drive away her own elder sister in order to become the Shi Family’s Young Madam, but Ji Xinxin knew that Ling Chuxia could not possibly have done that. She loved her elder sister so much; she couldn’t possibly have hurt her.
Ji Xinxin had asked her about this before, but Ling Chuxia only remained silent, not willing to say anything. Ji Xinxin couldn’t press her any further, but now, she had no choice but to ask. Ling Chuxia had endured too much injustice.
Ling Chuxia’s hands clenched tightly, and her lips pressed firmly together. There were so many things she kept locked away in her heart, weighted down so heavily that it had become habitual, accustomed to swallowing down pain and grievances.
But today, she really felt that these grievances and pains were too oppressive, too burdensome, and were about to make her collapse completely. She really couldn’t suppress them any longer.
She didn’t look at Ji Xinxin, her eyes fell upon the void, and she seemed to be lost in ancient memories as her voice faintly echoed.
"Xinxin, you know that since we were young, my sister and I depended on each other; we were each other’s only relatives. My elder sister was especially kind to me. Without her, I might not even be alive today. I love her very much, truly love her. It’s just, I never expected that the one who would hurt her the most would still be me."
Tears gradually moistened the corners of Ling Chuxia’s eyes, "I actually took away her husband, her happiness. Do you know how sad and heartbroken my elder sister was back then? I still can’t bear to think about her expression at that time."
"Chuxia, this isn’t your fault."
"It is my fault. If it wasn’t for me, my elder sister would have married Shi Che smoothly, Shi Che wouldn’t have been forced to marry me, and they wouldn’t have been separated." Ling Chuxia almost screamed in despair, the guilt having pressed on her heart for so many years, making it hard for her to breathe. She endured because of her guilt, a guilt that devoured her day by day, almost completely swallowing her whole.
Tears fell fiercely as Ling Chuxia’s voice became choked up, nearly unable to speak, "And what I feel even more guilty about is that I now want to give up. I can’t hold on anymore."