Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce-Chapter 864 - 863: If You Hurt Yourself (3)

In front of Ling Chuxia, no matter how heartbroken, desperate, or angry he was, he couldn’t show a trace of it. However, heaven knew how furious he was, how much he wanted to kill.

The day after Chuxia confessed to him, he had already sent someone to investigate the man from that night. Surprisingly, it was easy to find him, and in just one day, the man was dragged before him.

What he said was simple: a woman got drunk and suddenly barged into his room. With a beauty in his arms, he wasn’t Liu Xiaohui; naturally, he embraced the beauty and had a good time, not knowing she belonged to a couple.

His words flowed so smoothly, without a flaw, perfectly impeccable, instantly stoking his anger to the extreme, nearly beating the man half to death.

But he left the man with a breath because his instincts told him that things weren’t that simple. He had to find out who was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Whoever harmed Chuxia, he would repay them a hundredfold.

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Although Ling Chuxia reluctantly decided to keep the child, she grew thinner by the day, her face paler and paler, her whole being frail, like a withered flower, devoid of life.

She no longer told Shi Che she didn’t want the child, but subconsciously, she resisted it. She barely ate, and even when she did, she mostly threw it up. She hardly moved, mostly lying in bed, even beginning to avoid sunlight, yet she was equally afraid of the dark because once she fell asleep, nightmares would wrap around her like demons, leaving her out of control and frantic.

But Shi Che stayed by her side, pouring all his gentleness and patience into suppressing her discomfort, making it impossible for her to act rashly. However, sometimes, the more you suppress, the more uncontrollable the outburst becomes.

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That night, all was silent.

Ling Chuxia once again awoke from a nightmare, sitting up abruptly in bed, her forehead drenched in cold sweat, her dark pupils tightly dilated as she gasped for breath.

She had that nightmare again, and everything in it was even more terrifying, more vivid.

Ling Chuxia only felt her throat was being tightly gripped by the large hand, unable to breathe, desperately wanting to break free from it all, desperately wanting release...

Release?

These two words suddenly intruded into Ling Chuxia’s mind, shocking her heart into a fierce beat. She instinctively turned her head to look at Shi Che, who was sleeping next to her.

Every previous night, whenever she awoke from a nightmare, he would always be the first to wake up and accompany her. But tonight... he didn’t wake.

Ling Chuxia’s gaze unconsciously lingered on his face. Ever since she started having nightmares, they always kept a nightlight on in the bedroom, allowing her to see his handsome face clearly now.

But... her Shi Che, how did he become so haggard?

His face was etched with undisguised fatigue and weariness, asleep but with his brows furrowed and lips tightly pressed, as if constantly on alert because he needed to watch over her.

This period, she was exhausted, and he was even more so. Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t wake up now.

Ling Chuxia blinked, her eyes quickly filling with intense pain. She really wanted release, really wanted... so that no one would be exhausted anymore.

Ling Chuxia, in a slight daze, slowly lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and walked outside unconsciously.