Gu Li was naturally unable to reply to Mo Shiting's question as she had fallen unconscious, not rousing until sundown.
Her fever had subsided, but she was still feeling a bit dizzy.
Struggling to sit up from bed, it was then she realized she was in a hospital.
Who brought her here?
Was it Da Ha?
It must have been him, right?
Thankfully, she had called him early this morning as a precaution, otherwise, she might have died at home without anyone noticing.
Coming to this realization, Gu Li couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.
She remembered the telephone call with Mo Shiting before she fainted. His cold-heartedness, like a sharp blade, was still deeply lodged in her heart.
Actually, she knew it wasn't his fault, but deep down she still felt upset. She wondered if he would still let bygones be bygones after she deliberately sabotaged their divorce today.
Sigh, don't overthink it. Just go with the flow.