CHAPTER 323: CHAPTER 322: DECISION (16)

Chuxia still felt a lingering fear in her heart and couldn’t help but reach out her hand, touching Shi Che’s back only to find it wet. It was only after she confirmed it was water that the anxious heart lodged in her throat slowly settled down.

Fortunately, it was water, fortunately, he was unharmed...

The Shen Family housekeeper stepped forward, respectfully saying, "Young Master Shi, would you like to change your clothes as well?"

Shi Che glanced at the housekeeper and nodded lightly. Shi Che’s arm then loosened from around Chuxia, and his dark pupils settled on her face as he said softly, "I’m going to change my clothes, you just stay here..."

However, before he could finish, Chuxia had already spoken, "I’ll go with you."

Shi Che’s gaze faltered for a moment before a flash of light crossed his eyes. He slightly curved his lips into a smile, nodded, and wrapped his arm around Chuxia’s slender waist, then said to the housekeeper, "Lead the way."

The housekeeper led them to a guest room and then said, "Please wait, Young Master Shi. I’ll go fetch your clothes."

Shi Che murmured a faint acknowledgment, and the housekeeper left the room.

The room suddenly became quiet. Shi Che’s eyelids lifted slightly, and he saw Chuxia standing aside, still appearing somewhat dazed, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock of the accident.

Reflecting on her tears just moments ago made Shi Che’s heart feel as if it had been severely struck, throbbing incessantly. In the span of three years, she had almost lost all her emotions in front of him, like a robot, performing what she thought was her duty without ever showing a shred of real feeling in front of him.

But now, she wept for him...

The thought made Shi Che’s heartbeat quicken even more. Looking at Chuxia before him, he wasn’t sure if it was because the reality seemed too wondrous, but he couldn’t help feeling afraid. Were Chuxia’s tears really shed for him? Or... was it another figment of his imagination?

His dark pupils were fixed firmly on Chuxia, thin lips parting involuntarily as he called out, "Chuxia."

Since their marriage, except for the first few months, he had not called her Chuxia again. He either ignored her completely, or, when furiously angry, he’d call her by her full name, Ling Chuxia.

Now, he suddenly called her Chuxia...

Chuxia dazedly lifted her eyes and suddenly met Shi Che’s gaze. His dark brown pupils were as deep as ever, but now they did not have their usual inscrutability. Instead... they were filled with strands of tenderness, tenderness so deep in his eyes it seemed to engulf her whole. Chuxia looked on, unable to move her gaze away.

"Earlier, were you crying for me? Were you worried about me?"

In the past, he would never have asked such a question, but her tears had truly shaken him. He had thought that she simply didn’t care about him at all, that no matter what he did, she remained indifferent.

But now, he urgently needed an answer, a positive one at that, an answer that would allow him to keep loving her.

Did she cry?

Chuxia’s eyes widened slightly, her consciousness still somewhat hazy. She didn’t even realize that she had actually cried. Did she cry for Shi Che?

She didn’t know if her tears had been for Shi Che, but in that moment, she knew very clearly that she was worried about Shi Che, extremely worried.

Worried he might be hurt, worried something might happen to him, worried to the point of feeling suffocated.

If something really had happened to him, she didn’t know what she would do.