Chapter 573: Chapter 573

At that time, he was standing at the door of Chuxia’s room, professing his love to her, yet Chuxia wasn’t in the room? How could this be... He was absolutely certain that someone had been inside, which is why he had confessed his feelings.

If what Sister Hua said was true... then the person in Chuxia’s room wasn’t Chuxia?

As this thought flashed through Che’s mind, his eyes suddenly widened, a multitude of emotions passing through his dark pupils in an instant, before fiercely assaulting his heart, pounding it relentlessly, almost as if to immobilize him. Content originally comes from N()velFire.net

Chuxia wasn’t in the room, so she didn’t hear his confession, and thus she didn’t know he liked her? So, at that time, she didn’t give him any response, and that’s why she always disregarded his feelings?

At this moment, Shi Che didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh.

He had thought that, over these three years, Ling Chuxia had been trampling on his feelings, playing with his emotions, but he had never imagined that she had never known of his love for her. No wonder, no matter how nice or gentle he was to her, she had always turned a blind eye; it wasn’t that she was indifferent towards him, but rather... she knew nothing!

Slowly, Che’s lips began to curl up, but tears welled up in his eyes. So, what had he been doing all these three years? What had he done to the oblivious Chuxia?

He had repeatedly cold-shouldered her, ridiculed her hot and cold, making her suffer immense hardships.

He recalled Chuxia, who, despite enduring so many grievances over the past three years, was still supporting a smile; he remembered how the lively and cheerful Chuxia had gradually lost her true nature and learned to compromise; he remembered how careful she always was around him, not even daring to cry aloud.

Memories unfolded like scenes from a rewinding film, gradually surfacing in his mind, overwhelming him with guilt, but even more so, he wished he could leap back into those memories and give his foolish past self a harsh beating, to forcefully awaken him.

Che’s entire body began to tremble uncontrollably with excitement, but then his strength suddenly vanished, and his tall frame collapsed helplessly to the ground.

His body was too heavy, and Sister Hua couldn’t catch him in time; Che fell to the floor, terrifying her so much that she instinctively shouted, "Help, someone come quickly, call a doctor!"

Then she gently patted Che’s face, anxiously calling out, "Young master, young master! Wake up, young master!"

Unfortunately, all she could feel beneath her palms was an extremely high temperature; Che had already lost consciousness.

After a tumultuous night, Che incredibly recovered from his fever, which had persisted for three or four days. Despite numerous injections, his temperature had not decreased even slightly, but unexpectedly, after this fainting spell, Sister Hua checked his temperature the next morning and found it had almost returned to normal.

Sister Hua stared blankly at the thermometer in her hand, taking a while to come to her senses.

Last night, Che had terrified her to death; she had called the doctor in the middle of the night, fearing his condition would worsen, but it turned out ...

Standing beside her, Mrs. Shi, filled with concern, noticed Sister Hua’s dazed look and became even more anxious, asking without delay, "Housekeeper Hua, how is it? I hope Che’s temperature hasn’t risen again?"