When Shi Che carried her to the hospital, she felt his hands trembling. As the doctor treated her wounds, she shivered in pain, and Shi Che held her, then scolded the doctor. And just now... he carefully covered her with a quilt.
He clearly despised her, yet when she was injured, she could vaguely feel his anxiety towards her.
Was Shi Che really anxious about her?
Originally, she could have dismissed the idea without even thinking about it, as over the past three years, she had seen through him and had come to understand herself.
But now, she suddenly felt bewildered.
If Shi Che really hated her, why then did he rush her to the hospital so anxiously when she was injured? If one said previously, when she ran out that night, and Shi Che searched for her all night worrying about the Shi Family’s reputation, then what about this time?
This incident didn’t happen outside, it was at home. Even if she had died, it wouldn’t have become public, nor would it have damaged the Shi Family’s reputation in the slightest.
Ling Chuxia’s brows furrowed deeply as she strove to think. After reasoning back and forth, a thought slowly solidified in her mind, and her hand involuntarily clenched the bedsheet beneath her.
Perhaps, Shi Che was seeing her as his elder sister again?
Because once, Shi Che had also treated her very well, so well that she couldn’t erase any bit of it from her memory, nearly the warmest period she had had in three years. She carefully cherished it, unwilling to forget. Even later, when Shi Che treated her so badly, she still felt grateful for how well he had once treated her.
For these three years, she forced herself to show gentleness, forced herself to be virtuous, forced herself to gradually become like her elder sister, all in hopes that Shi Che would like her a bit, that he would allow her to properly fulfill Mrs. Shi’s expectations, and to secure her position as Young Madam.
Therefore, she had never minded Shi Che treating her as his elder sister, but now, as this thought crossed her mind, why did she feel as if a huge hand was choking her throat, making it so hard for her to breathe?
After all, Shi Che did love her elder sister, and if Shi Che could treat her as his elder sister, her life would be much easier, just like in the early days of their marriage. But why, now, did she somewhat not want Shi Che to see her as his elder sister?
Ling Chuxia abruptly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcefully denied it in her mind.
No... It’s wrong for her to think this way. She shouldn’t think .
All she needed to think about now was how to conceive a child, to fulfill her duties to Mrs. Shi, to secure her position, and to wait for her elder sister to return.
Everything else, she shouldn’t think about, couldn’t think about.
Shi Che loved her elder sister, so she would be her elder sister. Her elder sister would return soon, and by then, she could retire gracefully, and everything would return to the starting point.
Ling Chuxia might have been frightened by some sudden thoughts, so much so that she didn’t dare glance at Shi Che all night.
And when Shi Che lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, her heart thumped suddenly, and she unintentionally held her breath. Though they were still far apart as before, her heart could no longer remain as calm as water.
As soon as Shi Che lay down, he felt Ling Chuxia’s breathing grow heavier and her body restlessly tremble. Thinking that her foot pain was bothering her, a light flickered in his eyes as he slowly reached out and held Ling Chuxia’s hand, his voice very low and deep, "If the pain is too much to bear, hold onto me."