Chapter 2 Filip, Let's Get Divorced

People around watched Starry rush out. Dillon stared at Starry's back in the rain, "Is she gonna scoop it up?"

As soon as he said it, Starry directly jumped into the fountain.

It rained heavily. Starry couldn't see it clearly. She had to feel it with her hands in the knee-deep pool.

The crowd were all stunned. Even Lucia who wanted to make fun of her chose to shut up.

Dillon furrowed his eyebrows, "Filip, you've gone too far."

He had gone too far?

Filip thought Starry was the one who took it too far. She shouldn't dream about him falling in love with her.

Filip stared at Starry in the pool glumly. After a while, he took the umbrella and strode into the rain. He grabbed Starry, "Would you cut it out?"

Starry said nothing. She pushed him away and kept fumbling.

Here it was!

Starry picked the box up. She smiled when she saw the pen inside remained intact.

"Starry, if you really want to embarrass yourself, I suggest you do it out of my sight!"

Filip was pissed off and tugged Starry's arm.

It hurt Starry. She frowned, but still said nothing. Instead, she bent down to block the rain, poured out the water in the pen box, and then carefully put the pen back.

After it was all done, Starry looked back at him.

It rained heavily. Starry couldn't see Filip's face clearly. She slightly titled her head and looked at Filip's side face. However, in the torrential rain, Starry found he looked different. Filip was not like him at all.

Starry soon paled.

Before Filip could react, Starry fell down to the muddy pool.

Seeing this, someone in the distance screamed.

Filip threw the umbrella away and pulled Starry out of water.

Dillon also ran over, put the umbrella above Filip's head, and glanced at Starry in Filip's arms, "You should send her to the hospital. Her face is as pale as paper."

Filip also looked at Starry. Her face was colorless. She looked nothing like the girl who presented the cake to him just now.

Filip frowned, but still he put her in the car and drove to the hospital.

Rain was pouring, and the car was stuck in traffic on the bridge. Although the car was heated, Starry's body temperature was still low.

Filip sat in the back seat with Starry in his arms. He looked extremely sullen. Suddenly, Starry raised her hand and grabbed his collar. Filip's face turned livider, "Let go!"

Dillon looked back and saw Filip's grumpy look. He glanced at Starry, who was still in a coma, and sighed, "She's still in a coma. Why are you so mean?"

Starry moved in Filip's arms and then cried, "Don't treat me like this, okay? Don't ditch me, don't treat me like this..."

It was quiet in the car. Everyone could hear Starry's cry clearly. Dillon sighed, "Filip, she really loves you."

She begged him so humbly, even in a coma.

In fact, Starry wasn't that bad. She had married to Filip for five years. Even Filip's picky grandmother was convinced by her.

Filip lowered his head and looked at Starry. From Dillon's angle, Filip's eyebrows were sharp and his jaw was well-defined. He looked icy-cold and apathetic.

Filip didn't speak, and Starry was still sobbing.

She was already unconscious and kept sobbing and telling Filip not to ditch her.

Filip's brows were knitted more tightly. He was irritated by Starry's mumbles.

What he hated most was this. No matter what he said or did to her, she never seemed to be angry.

She was greedy for his money, and even greedy for his love?

How insatiable she was!

Half an hour later, the black car finally stopped at the door of the central hospital.

Starry seemed totally unconscious, and she had stopped sobbing.

It was still raining. Dillon and the driver each held an umbrella. Filip carried Starry out of the car.

When they walked in, Dillon glanced at Starry in Filip's arms. The light fell on Starry's face, and she looked paler than ever.

Dillon was stunned and hurriedly shouted, "We need a doctor, she has fainted for more than half an hour!"

There were few people in the hospital late at night. The nurse heard his scream and hurriedly pushed the sickbed over, "What's the matter?"

The nurse touched Starry's forehead. When she felt her temperature, she gasped, "What's wrong with you? She's got a high fever! Why is she soaking wet? Put her on the bed quickly!"

Filip's countenance changed when he heard the nurse's words. He put Starry on the medical bed.

Starry was soaked and kept sobbing all the way. He was too annoyed to notice that she had a fever.

When Filip let go his hold, he accidentally touched Starry's arm. He was stunned by her temperature.

She was burning.

Starry was soon pushed away for clothes change and temperature taking. Fortunately, she wasn't seriously ill, but she had a fever of nearly 40 degrees centigrade. If she kept having a high fever, it might lead to brain problems.

Starry had a dream. When he was seventeen years old, Sebastian Willis was sitting on the wall of the old courtyard and asking her for a birthday gift.

He said he wanted a pen. When they got married, he would sign his name with the pen she gave him. It was too romantic.

However, it suddenly shifted to the scene that Filip threw the pen away.

"No—"

Starry suddenly woke up. She caught the pungent smell of disinfect solution and wrinkled her nose.

It was a dream.

"You're awake?"

There was an impatient and indifferent voice.

Starry turned her head and looked at Filip standing beside the hospital bed.

This angle wasn't right. She tilted her head and changed the angle.

However, it was still wrong.

It was not him.

Starry woke up from her long-lasting dream. She suddenly laughed, "Filip, let's get divorced."