She looked at his face, her heart uncontrollably racing for a moment, her pupils contracting slightly, her gaze landing on the woman beside him—a fiery, sexy woman intimately leaning against him, holding his arm.
She had just fallen down the stairs, and was still recovering in the hospital. Yet, this man who was her husband in name appeared at the airport with another man. What an ironic situation.
A wave of bitterness surged in her chest. Once she became aware of this emotion, she immediately turned around and walked away.
She refused to waste time or thoughts on something like this. Having stumbled once on a man, she resolved there would never be a second time.
She hailed a cab, her head still spinning and her waist aching. She took out her phone and dialed Xu Jiaojiao's number.
"Baby, what's up?"
"I need to borrow your place for a few days."
"Sure, the key's in the usual spot. I'll be home late tonight—how about you take a bath and wait for me in bed?"
"Okay, thanks."
