Chapter 567: Chapter 567

Ling Chuxia kept running, pulling Bai Yixuan, until she burst out of the hotel. The moment she stepped through the entrance, it was as if all her strength and support vanished, and she suddenly squatted down, tears falling like pearls off a string.

Bai Yixuan stood by, watching her collapse, watching her cry bitterly. His hands clenched at his sides forcefully as his heart twisted painfully, and his voice involuntarily grew hoarse, "Xiaxia, if you really can’t bear to leave him, why don’t you go in and tell him? Why torment yourself ?"

Chuxia cried so hard she could barely breathe, let alone speak. She could only shake her head repeatedly.

Tell Shi Che? Tell him what? That she loved him? Then what? Would he just take her for granted again, treat her as a substitute, as comfort?

Wasn’t three years of marriage enough?

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Was Ling Chuxia’s life supposed to be this tragic? Was her life meant to be lived for her elder sister?

No, in this life, she would never make the same mistake again. She would not love him again, would not like him again, would not grieve for him or be sad for him.

She struggled to her feet and walked away from the hotel, slowly yet resolutely, step by step, distancing herself from Shi Che.

Shi Che, goodbye, never to see you again.

You were once the most beautiful part of my life, but now, I will forget all that beauty, and you, completely, as if they never existed.

"Is this what you wanted?"

By the roadside at the hotel entrance, a black sedan was parked with two people inside. The man sitting in the driver’s seat, his dark eyes intense, followed Ling Chuxia as she staggeringly left. He turned his face slightly to look at the woman in the passenger seat, his voice very low.

The woman was also watching Chuxia, her beautiful, large eyes slightly squinted but she remained silent.

Yet the man persistently asked, "Is this really what you wanted? To hurt your only relative, your only sister, to this extent? Are you truly happy?"

The woman still did not speak, but her hand involuntarily clenched tighter and tighter.

The man fixed his gaze on her, observing her profile, her furrowed brows, her tightly pursed lips that showed no trace of happiness. He slowly sighed and spoke softly, "Yun Shu, you’re clearly not happy."

It was no longer a questioning tone but a statement of certainty.

However, the woman seemed to be sharply provoked by this statement. Her eyes suddenly widened, and she glared fiercely at the man, "Xiao Chen, shut up, don’t think you know me so well. Me unhappy? Ha, you have no idea how happy I am right now! Sister? What sister is she? Do you know what I regret most in my life? It’s that when Mrs. Shi adopted me, I wish I hadn’t begged her to adopt Xiaxia along with me. Then none of this would have happened!"

Xiao Chen looked at Ling Yunshu’s excited eyes and watched her face contort with anger. His gaze was sad and sympathetic, "You think, making today happen, is Xiaxia’s fault? Even if Auntie hadn’t adopted Xiaxia, would Shi Che have loved you? Haven’t you already tried? Why persist in this delusion..."

Before Xiao Chen could finish, Ling Yunshu had already slapped his face, the crisp sound cutting off all his words.