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The doctor stepped out of the examination room and called out, "Who's here for Jiang Xinyue?"

Fu Shaochen rushed over immediately. "Doctor, I'm her husband. How is she doing?"

While waiting outside, Fu Shaochen couldn't shake his anxiety. He didn't understand why he felt this way. He didn't love her, so why was he afraid?

The doctor gave Fu Shaochen a thorough once-over. This man, who treated his wife so poorly, was quite the actor, pretending to be so concerned. What a waste that he wasn't in show business.

The doctor mentally scoffed, "She's fine, just a bit anemic. If you're worried, she can stay in the hospital for a couple of days for observation."

"Alright, thank you! Let's have her stay for a couple of days then," Fu Shaochen replied, feeling a sense of relief. He was still worried about Jiang Xinyue's condition; her pallor earlier had been truly alarming.

He went to the hospital room where Jiang Xinyue lay quietly in bed, already awake, lost in thought.

"Fu Shaochen, let's file for divorce tomorrow. Now that Grandpa's birthday celebration is over," Jiang Xinyue said, her voice soft but firm.

Fu Shaochen frowned. "Why bring this up now? Let's put the divorce on hold. Don't mention it again. Focus on getting better first."

"Don't delay it any longer. I can't stand another moment with you. Every second together makes me feel sick and suffocated." Jiang Xinyue's heart ached at the thought of that phone call from Ye Qingqing. It was like a slap in the face, waking her up.

Before, she could endure it, just to be with Fu Shaochen. It didn't matter if he loved her or not, as long as she loved him. Maybe, over time, he'd grow to like her too! That's what Jiang Xinyue used to think.

Now, she understood. Love is love, and if it's not there, it's not there. All her efforts were just one-sided, unable to win Fu Shaochen's love. No amount of clinging would change that.

So, let go. Ye Qingqing's child—he probably wouldn't let her terminate the pregnancy.

"Jiang Xinyue, what's your problem?" Fu Shaochen couldn't figure out what was going on with her. Didn't she say she wouldn't let him get a divorce? Why the sudden change?

"I'm not causing a scene. I'm just stating my demands clearly. I want a divorce," Jiang Xinyue said, enunciating each word.

Suddenly, Fu Shaochen's phone rang. He glanced at it—Ye Qingqing was calling. "Let's talk about this in a few days. You should rest for now." With that, he walked out the door.

A while later, the Fu family arrived at the hospital after the birthday celebration.

"Xinyue, are you feeling better? I saw you collapse earlier, and it really scared me," Fu Shaoan said with genuine concern, truly worried about his sister-in-law.

"I'm feeling better now; the doctor said it's just anemia," Xinyue smiled slightly.

"Xinyue, you need to take good care of yourself. Young people should exercise more and eat healthily. I know you love Mrs. Zhang's cooking, so I'll have her come over to help you out!" Elder Fu was worried when he heard about Xinyue fainting. Despite everyone trying to hold him back after the birthday celebration, he insisted on coming over.

"Grandpa, that's not necessary. Mrs. Rong's cooking is great too. Mrs. Zhang should stay with you. You've had a long day, and I'm fine. You should get some rest," Xinyue said, always respectful and loving towards her grandfather. She wondered if she'd be able to see him again after she left in a few days.