When Ni Sitian looked up and saw Xu Tingchuan, she pursed her lips and sobbed intermittently.

"You have a fever, what are you doing squatting outside the door!" Xu Tingchuan scolded anxiously in a low voice.

The thought that she would never receive such care again made Ni Sitian cry even louder, feeling as if her heart was about to explode.

When Xu Tingchuan saw that she had cried because of his yelling, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly hugged her and comforted her.

No matter how I tried to comfort him, I couldn't soothe him; he was completely distraught by the crying.

He got up, opened the door, then bent down to pick her up from her curled-up position, and carried her luggage bag into the house.

Ni Sitian gripped Xu Tingchuan's clothes tightly, her voice hoarse: "We can't go in anymore, we can never go back..."

“Fool, we’re right here.” Xu Tingchuan looked at the keys on the entryway. “Why didn’t you say you left your keys at home?”

Ni Sitian buried her face in Xu Tingchuan's chest, crying even harder.

Xu Tingchuan carried her back to the room, put her on the bed, and went to the bathroom to wring out a towel to wipe her face.

He took her temperature with the electronic thermometer; it was 38.5 degrees Celsius. He frowned and said, "Idiot, why didn't you call me when you had such a high fever!"

Ni Sitian wanted to hear him lecture her like this, the more the better, so she lowered her head and remained silent without explaining.

"What's wrong?" Xu Tingchuan realized that Ni Sitian was acting strangely, and very strangely at that. What could be so heartbreaking?

Ni Sitian wanted to be honest, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it; she was too afraid to face it.

“Last night…” Xu Tingchuan was afraid that she was uncomfortable because he had been too rough with her last night.

"Nothing happened last night!" Ni Sitian's whole body was tense, and she denied it urgently in a hoarse voice.

"But last night it was clearly..."

"No!" Ni Sitian rushed over and hugged Xu Tingchuan, her body trembling.

Xu Tingchuan was completely confused and wanted to look her in the eye to ask her clearly.

Ni Sitian, however, thought he had smelled someone else's scent on her and wanted to push her away. She clung tightly to Xu Tingchuan's neck, buried her head in his shoulder and neck, tears streaming down her face, and desperately confessed, "I love you, Tingchuan, I love you, I love you, please don't leave me, I love you..."

Xu Tingchuan was stunned by her outburst of "I love you." Usually, she would refuse to say it even when he tried to coax her, and he had heard it more than three times before. But today, she said it so many times all at once.

But her mood was clearly not sweet, and he needed to figure out what was wrong with her.

"Sitian, can you tell me what happened?" Xu Tingchuan hugged her, gently patted her back, and coaxed her softly.

Faced with his gentleness, Ni Sitian felt even more desperate and distressed, sobbing against him.

She couldn't deceive him; she had already wronged him enough, and to deceive him again would be adding insult to injury.

"Tingchuan, let's get a divorce." Ni Sitian practically strained all her strength to utter these words.

Xu Tingchuan grabbed her shoulders, pulled her out of his arms, and asked with a stern face, "What did you say?"

"I can't be with you anymore." Ni Sitian pursed her lips, her voice trembling as she said, "I'm sorry, I've already..."

Xu Tingchuan's heart was pounding, thinking she had discovered her infertility. He pulled her into his arms again, saying, "No matter what happens, I will not allow you to leave me."

Faced with his deep affection, Ni Sitian felt even more distressed. She bit her lip until it bled and said with difficulty, "I'm already tainted. I'm not good enough for you anymore."