Darling, you were so sweet last night. I had a wonderful night. Hope to see you again.
Ling Chuxia stared fixedly at these words, her face turning pale instantly. This wasn’t written by Shi Che, Shi Che would never write such words to her. But if it wasn’t Shi Che... then who?
A stranger?
No, how could it be a stranger? Yesterday, she clearly followed Shi Che into this room.
However, yesterday she only saw Shi Che’s back and didn’t see his face. What if... what if the man was just a man who looked like Shi Che from behind?
And the truth proved that this wasn’t a "what if," but rather... reality.
Ling Chuxia took a sharp breath, her eyes widened in disbelief. Then, the man from last night wasn’t Shi Che, and she... slept with a stranger?
Ling Chuxia’s legs gave way, staggering slightly, and she fell straight back on the bed. Her eyes stiffly and slowly gazed around.
Her dress and underwear were scattered all over the floor, the bed was a chaotic ss, and she was completely naked, with ambiguous marks all over her fair skin, and on her thigh, so dried white liquid was stuck.
She was not an inexperienced young girl; she knew what these ant. She really... slept with a stranger...
Ling Chuxia could hardly think any further. She stared dumbly with her eyes wide open, unable to believe anything in front of her. She must be dreaming; this must all be a nightmare, right?
But why was this nightmare so real? Why was it so terrifyingly real?
Today was the day she and Shi Che were supposed to get married, the day she would walk down the aisle hand in hand with her beloved man, the happiest day for her. Yet on the night before the wedding, she got drunk and mistook a stranger for Shi Che, and she... slept with him? How could there be such a nightmare... how?
An extre feeling of nausea suddenly surged in her heart. Wrapped in a quilt, she quickly rushed into the bathroom, slumped before the toilet, and started vomiting.
Last night she only drank wine and barely ate anything; her stomach was already empty after the night. At this mont, she couldn’t throw anything up, but she felt unbearably nauseous, so nauseous that she wanted to vomit. Her whole body was heaving dryly, her hands pressed tightly beside the toilet, her forehead veins bulging, and bile all ca pouring out, leaving her mouth both sour, astringent, and bitter.
Suddenly, she braced herself to stand up again, staggered under the shower head, turned on the water, and cold water poured down from above, chilling Ling Chuxia’s already trembling body, making her shiver violently. But she didn’t care at all; she just stood under the shower head, took off the sheets, scrubbing her body with force, trying to wash off those disgusting traces.
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Ji Xinxin had lost count of how many calls she had made, yet Ling Chuxia hadn’t answered a single one. Her initial calmness gradually turned into tension, finally becoming urgency.
What’s going on? Why isn’t Xiaxia answering the phone? Where did she go?
Xiaxia knew she was getting married today, and it’s ti to get ready. Normally, she wouldn’t just run off sowhere, could it be... she didn’t co back last night?
At this thought, Ji Xinxin shuddered involuntarily, her eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
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