Never Did He Care When She Cried (1)
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Shi Che looked up and glanced at him with gloom-filled indifference.
His simple glance made Mr. Zhu pause for a moment. But his pity for Ling Chuxia overcame his hesitation. After a while, he forced himself to continue speaking. "Young Master, Young Mistress did not take her bag when she alighted. The place where she alighted is also quite remote, so..."
At the mention of "Young Mistress", he could clearly feel the chilly expression emanating from his gaze. His voice grew softer as he spoke. Eventually, no more words came out and he kept his mouth shut. He sighed internally. Young Mistress, I tried my best.
As Shi Che heard Mr. Zhu, his glance shifted to his side. Indeed, there was a square-shaped white clutch bag in the corner of the backseat.
As he looked at the white clutch bag, Shi Che's eyebrows seemed to waver and his eyes gradually became dazed.
He had bought the white clutch bag for her during their wedding honeymoon. Ling Chuxia was not like the other girls who adored shopping at branded stores and buying expensive bags. She had a soft spot for jewelry and tiny handcrafted items. She especially liked those with unique designs.
That was why she had headed for the small handicraft shops during their honeymoon, and when she laid her eyes on this white clutch bag instantly.
But she was not the type who would cajole her husband to buy whatever she fancied. She controlled her wants strictly. The most she did would be to steal a few glances at the item.
He was just beside her and had noticed her interest in the bag. He secretly got someone else to purchase it and then gave it to her.
She was so happy to have received the bag. Her smile basked with happiness as her eyebrows curled. Her big eyes glimmered with joy, as mesmerizing as stars in the dark sky.
Alas, the smile, as glowing and charming as it was, faded as quickly as fireworks.
This was his first present for her, yet also his last.
Had she been using this bag all along?
His expression grew slightly warmer as he reached out for the clutch bag. He placed it on his palm and felt the wear and tear on the surface of the bag. Shi Che's fingers went over the abrasions one by one. He then put down the bag and said, "Stop the car."
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Ling Chuxia wiped her tears and tidied up her hair and clothes slightly. She then reached for the powder compact in her bag to freshen up. No matter how sad or aggrieved she felt, she had to project a proper and elegant image to live up to the Shi family's name.
She reached out instinctively but did not feel her bag. She froze as she suddenly recalled that her bag was left in the car because of how fearful she was!
Ling Chuxia grew uneasy as she looked up and scanned her surroundings. She finally realized that she did not know where she was. Everything appeared foreign and there was nothing around, save for the few cars passing by.