When I was roused from sleep in the afternoon, Christopher was nowhere to be seen anymore. I had long gotten used to him disappearing into thin air without informing me beforehand. If it weren’t because we were acquainted, I would’ve thought he was a criminal or something.
The lavish presidential suite had been furnished with all sorts of luxurious items. While brushing my teeth, I started wondering if I had enough with me to pay for the room since I left in a hurry without my wallet last night.
It turned out those were none of my concerns because someone had settled the bill in advance. The staff brought me a brand-new set of clothes and my brunch when I woke up.
He handed over a bowl of soup and said, “Miss, please finish this before leaving.”
Upon a simple glimpse, I noticed it was the soup I had been craving for when I was kept grounded in the hospital.
I could feel my eyes started brimming with tears because of the things Christopher had done when Lyle didn’t even bother to bring me one. Can you stop flirting with me when you’re no longer around? It feels bad to feel great! I’m afraid the day to say goodbye will hurt so much because of the great memories we have!
Although it was a relatively ordinary soup, I gulped the entire bowl down within seconds. Once I finished the soup, I remarked, “Please let the chef know it’s slightly under seasoned to my likings.”
The staff responded with a smile in silence. I stopped poking my nose into their business and left once I retrieved my bag. If I had turned around for one last time, I would have seen Christopher at the entrance with the staff that had approached right next to him.
Sometime after Christopher and I got married, he then told me he was the owner of the hotel. In other words, he had personally prepared the soup for me.
As a housewife, I wouldn’t have to worry about being late. I departed after dropping by the headquarter of the Smith family and then handed over the signed contract to the receptionist.
When I switched on my phone, I was in a foul mood because of the nasty messages from Lyle. I couldn’t help but wonder if things had gotten to the point of no return for us.
While losing myself in a train of thoughts, I received another call from him. After a few seconds of hesitation, I picked it up and asked, “Yes?”
It was evident that Lyle, who was on the other end, was taken aback by my callous tone. He remarked sarcastically in return, “What? Are you trying to get rid of your husband after spending a night with Christopher? I can’t believe he has a thing for a loose woman like you!”
I could no longer suppress my wrath when he started insulting me. “I’m so sorry to let you down, but I’m not as capable as you! There’s no way I’m going to engage in such a raunchy session after a miscarriage! Why does it sound like you’re the one who’s having the best time of your life without me?”
“Are you trying to deceive me again? If that wasn’t the case, why had you switched off your phone? Where were you?”
“Why? Am I supposed to make my way back and allow you to humiliate me with another woman you have brought home?” I couldn’t be bothered by his remarks anymore. It turned out I was capable of defending myself all along. Unfortunately, I had to learn my lesson the hard way.
After a few seconds of pause, I added, “Shall we stop picking on one another when we’re pretty much the same? Since you consider me a loose woman, why don’t you hit on Crystal and see if she’s going to take you seriously?”
“Shut your mouth and stop insulting Crystal!” the infuriated man yelled at me in return. If I was next to him, I would have been slapped in the face again.
Crystal was the one he was head over heels in love with. Over the years, he would make a trip to Anglandur to celebrate her birthday. I had never once confronted him because I wasn’t a match for her in many aspects.
