The cruel words pierced Little Crybaby's heart. He cried as if his heart would break, yet he couldn't give up. He kept turning his head to look at the hospital room door, murmuring, "Super Sister will come, she'll come…"
She had said that she truly liked him, that she wouldn't ignore him like his father did, or abandon him like that woman.
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Ning Xia didn't know how she had left the hospital, or how she had made it back to the villa.
She was utterly dizzy, lightheaded and heavy-headed, her body swaying as if she would collapse the next second.
When the butler saw her return, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then, noticing her pale-as-paper complexion, he couldn't help but ask with concern, "Miss Ning, are you alright?"
Ning Xia seemed not to hear anything, lost in her own world. She entered like a ghost, went upstairs, and drifted into the master bedroom. There, her body went limp on the soft, large bed, curling up slowly into a ball.
