The spacious hospital room was empty.
She had anticipated this, yet her heart was still enveloped by an immense sense of loss, almost pressing down the pain.
Ning Xia let her eyelids droop, tugged at the corner of her mouth, and laughed at herself with irony.
Indeed, why would such a haughty little tyrant come to see her, a woman who had repeatedly rejected and annoyed him.
The fact that he had not come to settle scores with her was already him showing her face.
The door to the hospital room was suddenly pushed open.
Ning Xia was in low spirits and didn't look up, assuming it was either a nurse or Qin Feng.
The footsteps drew near, steady and unyielding, moving step by step to the bedside, stopping, and then that gaze rested on Ning Xia. Lips parted, his voice was indifferent, betraying no emotion, "You're awake."
That familiar voice slowly entered her ears. Ning Xia turned her face abruptly, her dark eyes instantly meeting the handsome face she had been longing for.
