Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce-Chapter 863 - 862: If You Hurt Yourself (2)

"Chuxia, you had a nightmare." Shi Che’s voice was still very low, as if raising it even slightly would frighten her.

Ling Chuxia stared blankly, but shook her head, "No, that wasn’t a nightmare, that was real..."

Shi Che pressed his lips together, emphasizing, "It was a nightmare."

Afterward, Shi Che spoke no more, silently coming forward to hold her close, then slowly undressing her, wiping her body with a towel, and helping her change into clean, dry pajamas.

Because her hair had just been drenched, she couldn’t fall asleep right away. Shi Che let Ling Chuxia lean against the head of the bed, took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and carefully helped Ling Chuxia dry her hair.

The wind from the hair dryer was warm, but as it blew over Ling Chuxia, she only felt an endless chill. She raised her eyes, in her pupils a black, silent desolation. "Shi Che, do you know what I dreamt of just now?"

Shi Che continued to seriously dry her hair, as if he hadn’t heard her. And Ling Chuxia seemingly didn’t need his reply, continuing to speak to herself, "I started dreaming about the baby being born, but..." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Her hand suddenly clenched hard, veins bulging, "It’s not our baby, Shi Che, it’s not!"

That night’s events, Ling Chuxia had thought she truly had forgotten, but she hadn’t. It became clearer and more terrifying with each passing day.

She truly couldn’t endure it.

"Shi Che, let’s not have this baby, okay? I’m begging you."

Tears filled Ling Chuxia’s big, vacant eyes, her voice fragmented, each word piercing Shi Che’s heart like a sharp sword.

If possible, he never wished her to suffer like this.

From the first night he saw her lose control, he had already taken Ling Chuxia for a full-body examination again, but the doctor’s feedback remained unchanged.

Miss Ling’s body wasn’t suitable for removing the child.

Shi Che’s hand gripping the hair dryer unconsciously tightened, a deep pain quickly flashing in his dark eyes, soon vanishing. He restrained himself as he dried Ling Chuxia’s hair before holding her again and lying down on the bed with her.

His thin lips gently kissed Ling Chuxia’s forehead, his voice hoarse, "Chuxia, it is our child. What you’re experiencing is just a nightmare."

Listening to these words, Ling Chuxia was nearly in despair. Throughout this time, he had said this sentence to her the most, but it didn’t provide her any comfort. She didn’t want to hear it.

Yet, every time she watched Shi Che’s calm yet sorrowful eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to say no.

She closed her eyes, tears slowly seeping from the corners.

-

After coaxing Ling Chuxia to sleep, Shi Che leaned down gently, planting a kiss on her brow, then got up and quietly walked towards the door.

Exiting the bedroom, Shi Che carefully closed the door, turned, and headed to the first floor, pushing open the gym door and stepping inside.

Shi Che had been training in Muay Thai for years, so the gym was filled with punching bags. He stepped forward, not bothering with gloves, hitting them heavily punch after punch with his bare hands.

Without gloves, and with great strength in his swings, the knuckles on Shi Che’s hands quickly bruised, yet he was unaware, pouring all his energy into hitting.