Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1218 - 1196: Multiple Suicide Attempts by Wrist Slitting
Sure enough, it was because the two had argued.
Jiayi couldn’t help but sigh and got into the car.
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The knight raced all the way to a private hospital in the city center.
Under the guidance of Butler Pei, Jiayi and Chu Yanhan took the elevator to the designated floor and arrived at Chu Xinyue’s hospital room.
The private room was bright and clean, furnished luxuriously, equipped with every facility imaginable.
It looked more like a seven-star hotel suite than a hospital room.
At the door of the room, Chu Xinyue’s personal maid Xiaotao was guarding.
Xiaotao was originally a servant in the Chu Family, always attending to Chu Xinyue.
Later, Xiaotao accompanied Chu Xinyue as family into the Ya Family and served her specially.
Seeing Mr. Chu and the third young lady, Xiaotao approached with reddened eyes, "Sir, Third Miss, you’re here."
"Hmm." Chu Yanhan nodded, patted Xiaotao’s shoulder, and, along with Jiayi, looked into the room.
On the hospital bed, a frail figure was leaning back, staring blankly ahead, lifeless and seemingly lost in thought.
Chu Xinyue’s face, pale without blood, was even smaller than an adult’s palm, and although she wore the long-sleeved hospital gown, one could still see her tiny waist.
Butler Pei entered softly, "Crown Princess Consort, Mr. Chu and the Third Miss have arrived."
After speaking, he withdrew to the corridor, leaving the Chu family father and daughters to have private time together.
Chu Xinyue looked towards the door, mustering a faint smile, "Daddy,"
After a pause, she saw Jiayi beside Chu Yanhan, and her smile froze slightly, "Jiayi, you came too."
Jiayi nodded, "My mom couldn’t come due to health reasons, so I’m here with Daddy to see you. How are you? Is your health okay?"
Despite previous conflicts with this second sister, time is a great healer, and things gradually eased over time.
Especially since the misunderstandings between her and Chu Xinyue were what caused their issues in the first place.
Even now, she remembers Chu Xinyue crying in front of her and kneeling heavily before her for Ya Chen.
Chu Xinyue never expected this younger sister to accompany Daddy to see her, nor to express concern for her.
She took a deep breath and said self-deprecatingly, "I’m lucky; the King of Hell didn’t take me this time. I should be able to leave the hospital soon."
Jiayi could tell she was pretending to be strong; this second sister still had her pride and aloofness.
Chu Yanhan looked around the empty room, frowning, "Xinyue, didn’t Ya Chen come?"
Chu Xinyue’s eyes flickered slightly, then she quickly perked up, "He has work and can’t get away. He visited me once yesterday. Seeing how busy he is, I told him not to come."
Such a major matter as the wife being hospitalized, not just a cold or fever, the husband should put everything down no matter how busy he is, right?
Perhaps Ya Chen just didn’t want to come.
Jiayi’s expression shifted.
Chu Yanhan clearly noticed too and was about to speak when Chu Xinyue already interrupted, "You just got off the plane, you’re probably tired, so go rest first. I just had an injection and want to sleep."
Seeing her second daughter say so, Chu Yanhan could only reply, "Alright, then rest, and your sister and I will come to see you again tonight." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Chu Xinyue murmured twice and lay back down.
Jiayi followed Chu Yanhan out of the room. Just as they reached the elevator, she said, "Daddy, you go downstairs first. I’ll look at her."
Chu Yanhan was also worried about Chu Xinyue’s condition; it could be good for the two sisters to talk and help Chu Xinyue improve her mood. He nodded and entered the elevator.
Returning outside the room, Xiaotao was surprised to see Jiayi return.
Jiayi gestured for her to be quiet, approached the door, and looked inside through the slightly ajar door.
Just lying down, Chu Xinyue now sat up, hugging her arms, sobbing quietly.
The sobbing was so restrained, wary of alerting those outside.
The composure and forced strength in front of Daddy and her sister were gone.
What remained was helplessness and sadness.
Perhaps because she was suppressing her cries too much, the trembling of her thin body resembled a butterfly with broken wings.
The loose hospital gown’s sleeve slipped down.
The snow-white delicate wrist, as thin as a child’s, was exposed in Jiayi’s sight.
On the left wrist were crisscrossing scars!
All were cuts!
There were old scars that had healed and new wounds that had just closed!
Jiayi was shocked.
Chu Xinyue—had attempted wrist-cutting suicide many times!
Her hand trembled, pushing open the door.
Seeing her return, Chu Xinyue was startled, hurriedly wiped away tears with the back of her hand, flustered.
She wanted to hide her appearance but knew Jiayi had already seen everything, and finally, she could only give up, saying bitterly:
"I must look ridiculous, don’t I."
Jiayi looked at her intently, "You don’t have to hide; my dad and I are still your closest people. Concealing so much in front of us must be tiring."
Chu Xinyue’s gaze wavered like a lake rippled by the wind, hugging her knees tighter, "Tired or not, I’ve gotten used to it over the years."
Jiayi asked, "Did you have an episode this time because of a quarrel with him? What happened?"
Chu Xinyue recalled the events of that night, her heart unknowingly clenched, but she forced herself to stay composed, "It’s nothing... just a little argument about trivial matters. I got upset and had an episode."
Seeing her seemingly hiding something, Jiayi didn’t press further, only saying, "After so many years of marriage, does he still treat you like this?"
She thought, over time, Ya Chen’s relationship with Chu Xinyue might have improved.
But it was unexpected that things remained so tense.
Chu Xinyue habitually took a deep breath, seemingly only able to hold back tears by doing so, "No need to pity me. Back then, it was I who disregarded Ya Chen’s rejection and resentment and insisted on marrying into the Ya Family for you. Now, facing this, I’m willing."
Jiayi’s gaze landed on the scars on her wrists hidden by her sleeves, wanting to ask.
But she couldn’t bring herself to.
This was Chu Xinyue’s last dignity.
Forget it, let her keep it.
Jiayi finally said, "Then you take care and rest, I’ll leave now."
Chu Xinyue nodded.
As Jiayi turned to leave, just at the door, she heard a voice like floating willow catkins, "Thank you."
Jiayi paused and turned around.
Facing the white wall, Chu Xinyue seemed somewhat embarrassed, somewhat humiliated to speak: "Thank you for coming to see me."
Jiayi knew she actually wanted to thank her for caring, just feeling a bit shy about it.
Nodding slightly, "You are my sister after all."
With so many people in the world, only a few can gather to be close family; it’s not easy.
Comparatively, those past grievances and misunderstandings may not be so important.
Moreover, optimistically speaking, if Chu Xinyue hadn’t pushed her down the hill in China back then, how could she have had the chance to encounter Huo Zhenyang?
In this way, Chu Xinyue might be considered her matchmaker in fate?
[Today’s third update of 6000 words complete]
