Xia Zhi woke up to find that it was already dark outside, the room lit only by a lamp on the nightstand, and the nanny was not in the ward.
The site of her cesarean ached thread by thread, her eyes too were sore and dry, and her head felt uncomfortably fuzzy; there was not a single comfortable spot throughout her body.
She struggled to sit up in bed just as the nanny happened to come in. Seeing that she was awake, the nanny quickly approached.
"You must be hungry, right? I'll heat up your meal in the microwave," she said as she turned on the light.
Xia Zhi weakly nodded her head, her mind incessantly preoccupied with He Jinnan.
What to do? Now, in his eyes, she was a stranger, and he had no intention of continuing their life together.
Damn it, he was still thinking about Song Wanyi!