Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Shen Manting was in a daze as the voice played back in her ears. She stared into the darkness surrounding her for a long time before she finally came to her senses.
When she turned her head to the side, she found Shen Luo’an watching her with great concern in his eyes.
His big palm stroked her face, gently wiping what had pooled on her face.
It was then that Shen Manting realized that she was drenched in tears.
Shen Luo’an hugged her tightly and gently said, “You slept for a long time. It’s early morning now.”
Almost miraculously, Shen Manting felt calm. She no longer felt anger and hatred towards him. She laid her hand on his arm and asked, “Did Little Manting wake up as I slept?”
As Shen Manting spoke, she was surprised to find that her voice was unbelievably hoarse.
Her throat felt dry, and it was painful. Perhaps it was the price to pay for all the screaming that Little Manting had done earlier on.
Shen Luo’an did not know how to answer her, and so, in an attempt to avoid it, he immediately said, “I’ll get you a glass of hot water.”
“Okay,” Shen Manting replied and watched him as he climbed out of bed.
Feeling a little impatient, she pushed herself into an upright position, propping herself up on the bed.
As she did so, she found that her entire body felt weak and sore.
She had barely enough strength to get out of bed, let alone sit up.
Upon finding her slippers, Shen Manting dragged her feet very slowly, and the amount of effort she put in to take a step was almost in vain.
Each step she took was unsteady, and she felt as if she could crumble to the ground at any moment.
When Shen Luo’an re-entered the room with a cup of water in his hand, he was shocked to see Shen Manting standing and quickly rushed forward to guide her.
Shen Manting weakly leaned into his embrace and took the glass of water from him. After taking a long sip, her throat felt a lot better.
When she noticed his reddened eyes, she couldn’t help but ask, “What happened to me?”
Shen Luo’an simply shook his head and placed the glass to the side. “Do you need to use the washroom?” he asked, diverting her attention.
“Yeah.” Shen Manting felt a little embarrassed. “Help me there. I’ll do it on my own.”
Shen Luo’an did as she asked. When he heard the toilet flush, he turned around again to help her out.
“I’m feeling so weak all over,” Shen Manting mented quietly. “Why is that so?”
“You just had an injection, and these are the side effects.” Shen Luo’an scooped her up into his arms. “You should sleep a little longer.”
Shen Manting did not object and plied. She was still feeling tired, and soon enough, her eyes drifted shut.
However, after remembering her most recent dream, she did not dare to go back to sleep.
Gazing at Shen Luo’an, who looked out of sorts, she repeated her question. “What happened to me?”
Shen Luo’an was silent for a moment before replying, “Little Shen Manting made an appearance earlier in the afternoon.”
Shen Manting seemed to have expected this and simply nodded, urging him on.
“She wanted to mit suicide.” Shen Luo’an closed his eyes, looking extremely exhausted.
Shen Manting’s heart skipped a beat and immediately, the phrase she heard in her dream came back to her—”Go to hell.”
She had wanted to mit suicide, but the one to die would have been her body.
Since she couldn’t obtain it, was she now out to destroy it?
Fear lingered in Shen Manting, and she held onto Shen Luo’an’s hand in alarm. “What happened after that?”
“She didn’t succeed. I had Shen Zhilie inject you with something to calm you down.” Shen Luo’an gently stroked her face. “It’ll be okay. We’ve found a way to keep Little Manting’s personality under control. You’ll soon recover, gradually.”
However, she couldn’t live in this house any longer.
Today’s episode had scared both the elder and the child.
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