Ling Chuxia’s hands clenched tighter and tighter, her lips trembling, yet she was unable to utter another word.
Ling Yunshu glanced at her hands unobtrusively, a hint of darkness settling in her eyes as she sighed lightly and seemed to speak casually, "Xiaxia, don’t... don’t blame Shi Che. I think he’s not a heartless man, it’s just... there are some things, he probably didn’t want either."
Yes, Shi Che was not heartless, but his compassion only extended to his elder sister, right?
He didn’t want this child because of his sister, right? Because he didn’t want to let his sister down, he didn’t want the child to come between him and his sister, so he could only choose to be heartless towards her, could he?
She understood. She understood everything. It was just that she understood too well; she couldn’t even hate him profoundly.
Suddenly, Ling Chuxia felt very tired, both physically and emotionally exhausted. She just wanted to close her eyes, sleep, and not think or speak of anything anymore.
"Elder sister, I’m tired, I want to rest."
Ling Yunshu was slightly taken aback but didn’t say anything else and nodded gently, "Alright, if you’re tired, sleep then, come."
Helping Ling Chuxia onto the bed, Ling Yunshu then tucked her in, carefully straightening out the corners of the blanket and then said, "Sleep peacefully, I’m here with you, I’ll leave after you fall asleep."
Ling Chuxia’s dark eyes looked at Ling Yunshu, then slowly, she closed them. Ling Yunshu’s hand rested on the blanket, patting it reassuringly, rhythmically.
After Ling Chuxia’s breathing became slow and even, Ling Yunshu retracted her hand, lifted her eyes, and her gaze fell on Ling Chuxia’s pale face. Watching her, she smiled a slight smile, her lips curling up at the corners, gently.
The child was lost, the marriage was dissolved, and Ling Chuxia was still harboring resentment towards Shi Che. There would be no more possibilities between her and Shi Che, right?
Thinking about it, Ling Yunshu’s smile grew broader. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened them again.
It seemed, it was time for her to visit Mrs. Shi. But before that, there was still one more thing she needed to do.
Sister Hua had been waiting outside the hospital room and, seeing Ling Yunshu come out, quickly stood up and said respectfully, "Miss Yunshu."
Ling Yunshu was wiping away tears while nodding at her, a picture of a pitiful beauty with tear-stained cheeks.
Sister Hua couldn’t help but flash a sign of concern, "Miss Yunshu, are you alright?"
Ling Yunshu shook her head gently, but her tears fell more freely.
Worried, Sister Hua hurried to get Ling Yunshu to sit on a bench nearby and handed her a tissue, "Miss Yunshu, if there’s something wrong, you can talk about it. Don’t just cry."
Taking the tissue from Sister Hua, Ling Yunshu simply dabbed at the corners of her eyes, her voice slightly hoarse as she spoke while still holding back tears, "I just think Xiaxia is so pitiful, she lost her child, and now the marriage has ended ."
Sister Hua was aware of Ling Chuxia’s divorce, but when did Ling Chuxia have a child? And... the child was lost, what was that about?
Young Madam was hospitalized because of a car accident, wasn’t she? What was this about a child?
Startled by Ling Yunshu’s words, Sister Hua turned pale, her eyes filled with confusion, "Miss Yunshu, can you... can you clarify? What child, what do you mean ’lost’? And, did the young master and Young Madam really get divorced?"