She saw her tears had soaked Ling Yunshu’s clothes, dropped her gaze, her voice hoarse and tinged with a hint of apology, "Sis, I’m sorry for wetting your clothes."
Ling Yunshu had been silently accompanying her until her emotions finally calmed down. Hearing her words, she couldn’t help but shake her head and gave a light laugh, "Silly girl, it’s nothing. What about you? Are you feeling any better now?"
Ling Chuxia moved away from Ling Yunshu’s embrace, still struggling to breathe comfortably. She sniffled and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "I’m fine now, Sis. You don’t have to worry."
Ling Yunshu finally let out a slight sigh of relief. She got up and went to the bathroom attached to the ward. When she came out, she held a towel in her hand.
She sat down again by the bed, reached out her hand, and gently wiped away the tear stains on Ling Chuxia’s face, "Look at you, crying until you look like a calico cat, your eyes all swollen."
Her movements were gentle, full of pity and concern as she looked at Ling Chuxia, "What exactly is going on between you and Shi Che?"
Even though her tears had dried, a thin veil of mist seemed to cloud her vision again. She couldn’t meet Ling Yunshu’s eyes and cast hers downward, slowly beginning to speak, "Sis, Shi Che and I are divorced now. From now on, there’s no longer any relationship between us... You... you can get back together with him..."
As she spoke the last sentence, Ling Chuxia couldn’t help but clutch the bedsheet tightly.
From now on, there would be a true separation between her and Shi Che, she was she, and Shi Che was Shi Che, with no connection, no ties.
Ling Yunshu’s eyes widened slightly, her gaze shimmering, trembling slightly, "Are you really divorced?"
"Mhm." Ling Chuxia nodded weakly, her voice choked with sobs, "The child... the child is gone, too. We’re completely over."
A glimmer of light flashed across Ling Yunshu’s eyes, her heart quivering with uncontainable joy that surged uncontrollably.
Ling Chuxia and Shi Che were finally divorced. They were finally apart.
She knew she must suppress her emotions now, lest Ling Chuxia notice something amiss, yet she couldn’t hide the smile curving the corners of her lips.
She had waited for so long, hoped for so long, and finally, she could take a big step toward Shi Che again. How could she not be happy?
But she forced it down, straightening her expression to one of deep surprise, "The child is gone? Xiaxia, what do you mean?"
The matter of the child was the deepest thorn in her heart, and it jabbed her fiercely as Ling Chuxia’s hands suddenly clenched tightly, her pale knuckles standing out with tendons protruding.
"Shi Che doesn’t want the child, he doesn’t want it..." Ling Chuxia mumbled, a hint of hatred gradually seeping into her tone.
She knew it was her own scheming that had gotten her this, that she had not obtained Shi Che’s consent, so it was natural and reasonable for Shi Che not to want her child.
But still... still, it was a tiny life, an innocent child connected to his own bloodline, and yet he could be so cruel as to cast it aside without a thought.
She knew she shouldn’t hate him, but she couldn’t help it.
"How... how could this be?" Ling Yunshu gasped in shock, as if unable to come to terms with this, "Is Shi Che really that heartless?"