After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 106 - 104: She has a fever, and he gently soothes her

Chapter 106: Chapter 104: She has a fever, and he gently soothes her

Tang Xi takes time out of her workday every day to visit Qin Jianlan.

Her condition is improving day by day.

Because she is on a ventilator, she can’t speak normally now, and can only make simple sounds...

When Tang Xi visited, she brought some milk and fruit for Aunt Rong.

Aunt Rong was very touched.

She is a servant by Mrs. Qin’s side, having taken care of her for many years. With the salary Mrs. Qin pays her and treats her like a friend, Miss Tang Xi also treats her kindly, like an elder.

She has never looked down on her because of her status.

"Young mistress, please sit down, today the madam was calling your name..."

Tang Xi sat down and took Qin Jianlan’s hand, "Mom."

Qin Jianlan smiled and uttered a sound, "Zhou..."

Tang Xi thought she was asking why Fu Tingzhou didn’t come with her, and quickly said, "Ah Zhou has been busy with work,"

Aunt Rong smiled, "Young mistress, it’s the young master who has come."

Tang Xi’s pupils trembled slightly, she did not turn around, but she already felt that the man was standing behind her, the next second, his hand gently rested on her shoulder, she stood up, turned around, and smiled at him, coquettishly saying, "Weren’t you busy? Coming here without telling me...you scared me."

Fu Tingzhou raised his hand and pinched the woman’s delicate nose, "You were just too focused, I walked over after opening the door and you didn’t even notice."

His affectionate and natural gesture made Tang Xi stunned, she then blushed and lowered her head.

She knew all these were just pretenses in front of Qin Jianlan...

But they seemed so real.

After staying in the hospital room for a while, Tang Xi and Fu Tingzhou walked out of the hospital room. As they left, Tang Xi immediately moved to the side, getting out of his embrace.

"Fu Tingzhou, are you free these next few days? Let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get a divorce..."

Hearing the woman bring up divorce again, Fu Tingzhou’s eyes turned cold, "Divorce! Divorce! Tang Xi, whenever you see me, don’t you have anything else to say other than divorce? If not, then shut up!"

Tang Xi widened her eyes at him.

What is wrong with this man...

Isn’t divorce what he most looks forward to happily?

It would be a relief for both sides...

Why is he still...

Tang Xi certainly doesn’t think he has any sentiment left for this relationship; after all, he must be eager for them to divorce immediately so he can marry Su Mengshu.

Well, let him be.

Tang Xi nodded at him, not intending to stay here any longer. She felt a bit dizzy and uncomfortable when she got up this morning, probably because she caught a cold since it had been raining the past few days and the room was too stuffy, so she slept with the window open, "Then just call me whenever you have time... I will cooperate fully with your schedule."

After she finished speaking, she prepared to leave.

The man suddenly grabbed her wrist, making her stagger.

Fu Tingzhou’s voice was deep, "Tang Xi, so eager to divorce me, have you found someone else already? I have said it before, don’t waste your time on Cheng Yunlang, even if he doesn’t marry Qiao Jing, he will not marry you; his wife must be a well-born lady approved by my aunt, not you! If you have your eyes on Xiao Chi, he is just playing around with you. Do you really think he has taken you seriously? Jiang Yunzheng would actually be a good choice... but do you know his background? His grandfather is from the Shu Family!"

Tang Xi laughed.

She had heard the irony in his words.

"So, you’ve investigated my affairs so thoroughly just to tell me that after divorcing you, I won’t end up well?"

"Whether it’s Cheng Yunlang, Xiao Chi, or Jiang Yunzheng, what does it matter to you who I am with? My relationship with you was that of strangers who met without knowing each other, and after that, it will probably be... a relation of ex-husband and ex-wife that neither of us wants to mention."

"Yes, I am born lowly, not some well-born lady; let’s just play around, it’s the adult’s world after all."

Fu Tingzhou’s voice turned serious, "Do you really think so little of yourself?"

He looked at her smiling yet found it extremely irritating; her lingering involvement with those men made him particularly uncomfortable.

Tang Xi bit her lip, her smile tinged with bitterness as she mocked herself, "Yes, I think little of myself." She looked up fearlessly at him, "So, Fu Tingzhou, you don’t like me, and Aunt Qin’s health is recovering, why should we... continue to be bound by a mere marriage certificate... you don’t want to divorce me, do you like me?"

When she said that, deep inside her heart, there was actually a faint hope.

She wasn’t hoping for him to say he liked her, because that was wishful thinking.

It didn’t exist.

It was something Tang Xi didn’t even dare to think about.

What she hoped for was his hesitation.

Uncertainty.

But there was none.

Fu Tingzhou just turned his face away and said in a calm voice, "You’re overthinking it. I’m not getting a divorce simply because my mother hasn’t stabilized yet. I’m worried if someone intentionally tells her, it will agitate her. Once she is moved to a general ward and recovers, I will divorce you."

Upon hearing his reply, Tang Xi quietly lowered her eyelashes.

Indeed...

He dislikes her so much that if it weren’t for Aunt Qin, he’d probably be eager to divorce her immediately.

And yet, she still harbored a sliver of hope...

Thinking that the three months of being together had earned her a place in his heart.

As expected, there was nothing.

Tang Xi, oh Tang Xi, Fu Tingzhou only loves Su Mengshu; they are expecting a baby and are a family of three, and you are just an outsider.

"I understand," she said lightly, then turned and walked away.

Fu Tingzhou watched her frail back silhouette, taking a step forward on impulse. A fleeting annoyance and thin anger flashed in his dark eyes. Facing her questioning, he didn’t know how to meet those clear eyes.

Not agreeing to the divorce, Qin Jianlan’s unstable condition seems to have become a throwaway reply.

He doesn’t even know whether it’s a true sentiment or just an excuse.

He was annoyed that Fu Tingzhou had started to hesitate due to a relationship...

Being with Tang Xi, he completely lost his usual indifferent calm demeanor.

It’s like her every word could now stir his emotions...

"Miss, what’s wrong with you—"

Suddenly, a nurse’s voice came from ahead.

Fu Tingzhou quickly walked over, seeing Tang Xi slowly collapsing, his dark eyes trembled and rushed over to catch her from the nurse’s arms, lifting Tang Xi, "Tang Xi, Tang Xi!"

The nurse said, "This lady seems to have a fever."

With a stern face, Fu Tingzhou held Tang Xi and strode towards the emergency room, placing her on the bed and yelling for the doctor to come. After a check-up, the doctor prescribed medicine, but at that moment, Tang Xi weakly woke up, "I... I won’t take the medicine..."

She couldn’t take medicine; she was pregnant.

She couldn’t just take any medicine.

The man forcefully held her shoulders, "What are you fussing about? How will you get better without taking medicine? Do you even know what you look like with this fever?"

"I just won’t take it!" Tang Xi resisted, and the cup of water he handed her got knocked over in the struggle.

Tang Xi subconsciously trembled with fear and dared not meet his eyes, sitting on the bed and hugging herself.

Fu Tingzhou looked at her. The woman was slender, and this action of hugging herself seemed extremely insecure. He hadn’t felt tired coming all the way here while holding her during his hurried walk.

She was so thin, seemingly as slim as the first time he met her.

Several times she fainted, and the doctors said she was malnourished, anemic, and weak.

It’s curious how she herself was a doctor, but her own health was poor.

Tang Xi initially thought that Fu Tingzhou would scold her.

After all, his carrying her to the emergency room and offering her water was already a surprising occurrence.

But the next second, his hand gently stroked her hair, soothing her as if coaxing her, his tone gentle, without any harshness or edges, "Alright, if you won’t eat, then don’t eat."