Elder sister had always been in good health, so why was she diagnosed with depression? Ling Chuxia shook her head in disbelief as she glanced at the attending physician section, signed by Xiao Chen.
Her hand, once again, trembled violently.
Xiao Chen being here had led her to believe at first that her elder sister was just slightly unwell; she had not anticipated the severity of her condition.
Ling Chuxia simply couldn’t associate such a word with her noble, gracious, and elegant elder sister.
No, it couldn’t be. There must have been a mistake. It couldn’t be true! She had to find out, find out for sure!
She suddenly stood up, intending to head towards the bathroom, but after taking only a step, she forcefully stopped herself. No, she couldn’t go ask her elder sister; even if it was true, her elder sister wouldn’t tell her the truth, she wouldn’t want her to worry.
What should she do then?
Yes, there was Xiao Chen. She could ask Xiao Chen!
Ling Chuxia frantically searched for Xiao Chen’s business card, clutching it tightly in her palm, then she glanced towards the bathroom, turned around, and stepped out of the apartment.
As soon as she left the apartment, she pulled out her phone and dialed from the numbers on the business card. Her fingers were trembling so much that she had to dial several times to get the number right.
After a few rings, the phone connected and Xiao Chen’s voice came through, "Hello, this is Xiao Chen."
"Brother Xiao, it’s Chuxia. Can we meet now?"
When Ling Chuxia walked out of the bathroom, she was no longer in the room. She slowly made her way over, lowered her eyes, and saw the documents on the table, messily arranged. She stared at them and slowly curved her lips into a cold smile.
Xiao Chen hadn’t gone far after receiving Ling Chuxia’s call. He drove back, and they agreed to meet in a café across from the hotel.
When Xiao Chen entered the café, Ling Chuxia was already there waiting for him.
She sat by a window, quietly sitting there, her face slightly turned, looking out the window with a vacant, unfocused expression, as though her soul had been drained, leaving behind an empty shell.
Xiao Chen’s gaze hardened for a moment, his steps slightly hesitant; however, it was only a moment before he was back to normal, taking steps towards her.
Xiao Chen approached and pulled out the chair opposite Ling Chuxia, sitting down and looking up at her. His voice carried a hint of apology, "Sorry, have you been waiting long?"
Ling Chuxia slowly turned her eyes back and didn’t exchange niceties with Xiao Chen. Instead, she directly asked, "Brother Xiao, please tell me the truth. Is my elder sister really... suffering from depression?"
Many times, Ling Chuxia felt that the three years she had been married to Shi Che had been extreme agony. Each day was like living in Hell, unable to see light or find a way out.
But now, listening to each word from Xiao Chen, she realized that she wasn’t the only one suffering. Her elder sister, too, and even more so... those three years, her life had been more painful, darker.
A person, betrayed, abandoned, sent abroad, in an instant, lost everything.
How could someone as proud as her elder sister endure that?
Her mind, day by day, was breaking down; every day was spent in suppression until she became severely depressed, struggling to sleep, her nerves gradually weakening, even... starting to attempt suicide.