Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1309 - 1287: I’ve Never Been in a Relationship
"Ya Chen—" She suddenly looked at him and called him.
He paused slightly, waiting for her to speak.
"If you can stand up, it means miracles exist. Why not give it a chance?" Her voice was choked with sobs.
He quietly said, "It took me over twenty years to stand up, and even then, I haven’t reached my satisfaction. It has even less time."
She sobbed, understanding what he meant. He was referring to his eyes, despite such efforts, unable to see again.
He straightened, opened the door, and went out. His voice emotionlessly commanded, "Doctor Han, check her body."
"Yes, Your Highness."
**
The night was deep.
After Doctor Han examined Chu Xinyue’s body, he walked to the study.
On the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window sat a silhouette, its profile like a meticulously drawn painting, perfect and orderly, yet exuding majesty and coldness.
Doctor Han sighed and reported, "Just examined Xinyue; she’s mostly okay. Seems like she’s been secretly stopping her medication for a while now, probably fearing the heart medication would affect the fetus’s development. Fortunately, her body is still quite stable. I’ve advised her, and starting tomorrow, I’ll give her heart medication that won’t affect the fetus. She agreed. Her emotions are relatively stable now, as long as we don’t mention the abortion surgery."
Ya Chen gave a soft hum.
Doctor Han couldn’t help but say, "This can’t go on. If Xinyue refuses to have the surgery, we can’t force her. You saw her reaction earlier; we can’t push too hard. If she becomes even more agitated, what if she falls ill or hurts herself?"
Ya Chen was silent for a long while, his profile under the moonlight coming through the window revealing no thoughts: "I’ll handle it."
**
Several more days passed.
Since that night, Ya Chen hadn’t come again, nor had he sent anyone to bring up the abortion surgery.
Every day, only Ya Chen’s trusted maid came to deliver three meals a day.
Additionally, Doctor Han also came daily to check her body and make sure she took her medication.
Chu Xinyue trusted Doctor Han very much, knowing the medicine now was suitable for pregnant women, so she no longer resisted.
Moreover, if she didn’t take good care of her body, how would she have the strength to give birth?
Since there was no movement from Ya Chen, she didn’t dare to ask anything further. It was better to maintain this tranquility.
Ya Chen still didn’t allow her to go downstairs, not even allowing her to leave the room, but at least he didn’t completely "corner" her, leaving her the internet.
She could still go online to divert her mind, preventing herself from suffocating.
A few days ago, she had no mind to touch the computer because she was afraid Ya Chen might send someone at any moment to take her for the surgery; she was in a state of constant vigilance.
Until these past few days, when nothing happened, she began to relax, occasionally checking Weibo.
Not posting anything for so many days, her Weibo comments had exploded again, and there were numerous private messages.
Most of them asked why she hadn’t updated her posts.
Her fingers fell on the keyboard but ultimately withdrew; in her current state, she really didn’t know what to post. Negative emotions could unknowingly seep through—why make the netizens speculate? Better to forget it.
If Xiaotao were here, she’d probably make fun of her again, saying that even in this state, she still didn’t forget to care about her fans’ feelings—a model blogger indeed.
Just as she was about to set the computer down, she noticed a familiar avatar in the private messages, so striking.
Mr. N.
She felt a strange stir in her heart, like seeing an old friend, and opened his private message.
"If you’re not feeling well, you can postpone the update. The internet is only a part of life, not all of it, so don’t pressure yourself too much."
A simple yet warm message made her eyes wet.
When all the other netizens constantly urged her to update, only Mr. N cared if she was unwell.
Those who truly care about you don’t mind how high you fly but whether you’re tired when flying.
She sniffed her reddened nose, typed back: "Thank you."
Mr. N happened to be online, replying quickly: "Aren’t you asleep yet?"
The time at the bottom right of her computer screen showed it was already 11 p.m.
She was thrilled to see his reply, like finally finding a lifeline: "Can’t sleep."
"I said before. If you need to talk, you can trust me."
Chu Xinyue hesitated for a long time, then typed: "If the person you love the most forces you to give up what you value most, what would you choose?"
She didn’t know why she trusted this anonymous fan whose gender was uncertain, but subconsciously, she did.
Even those closest to her wouldn’t listen, so she could only confide in a stranger.
"That depends on his reasons. He wouldn’t force you without cause."
"The reason... perhaps for his own interests." Chu Xinyue sent and then added, "...Don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about myself; it’s a couple I know."
Mr. N sent a ^_^ emoji.
People nowadays, when they say "I’m asking for a friend," nine out of ten times it means themselves.
Yet he did not expose her: "A person forcing their partner to give up something most valued for their own interest, and this woman still considers that man as the one she loves most?"
Chu Xinyue’s expression tensed, a hint of bitterness at her lips: "Yes, perhaps this woman is just pathetic..."
"There’s no one in this world who can’t live without another. It’s hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are plenty of two-legged men."
"That woman has liked the man since she was ten... If she could let go, she wouldn’t have waited till today."
"Are you talking about a fairy tale?"
"Have you ever experienced love at first sight?"
"Hmm?"
"When someone walks in front of you, your world suddenly lights up so much that you dare not look at him, yes, that’s the feeling."
"So was that person shining a flashlight into your eyes?"
"..." Chu Xinyue was speechless, "It’s not funny at all."
Mr. N finally chuckled.
Chu Xinyue changed the subject: "Enough about me, what about you?"
"I’ve never been in a relationship."
"Ah, impossible, how old are you?"
"I’m already an adult, not too young either."
It’s not surprising for someone to have never been in love, but Chu Xinyue felt someone as sensitive and deep as him, regardless of gender, should have had someone take a liking to them. Curiously, she asked: "Then you must have a secret crush, right? At least you’ve felt love, haven’t you?"
There was a long silence on the other side until Chu Xinyue thought he was offline, then a reply came:
"When I was young, I had an accident. When I thought I was about to die, someone held my hand gently and whispered near my ear. I couldn’t hear her voice clearly and couldn’t see her face, but I felt she must be the most beautiful angel in the world."
