He is trying to save me. He made many calls and managed to hire every available doctor in the two days that we were back. An expert from Anglandur would be heading over as well, but the good doctor’s flight would only land on the day after.
Christopher received a call after we had our breakfast. He told me he was heading out of the house, but he didn’t tell me what he would be doing. My guess was that the Lane family had called him. He had already returned to Avenport, after all, so he had to visit his family. I love the man, but I couldn’t ask him to abandon them for me.
Hence, I helped him with his tie even though I was reluctant to part with him.
A new month had started, so I wondered how much time I had left.
I got the trash in a bag before I opened the door and threw it in the collection area. I was about to close the door when I suddenly caught someone hiding around the corner and spying on me with bloodshot eyes. Frightened, I jumped and hurried to close the door.
Unfortunately, I was too late. The man hiding around the corner rushed over and used his foot to stop the door from closing entirely. He panted after that.
I relaxed a little when I took a closer look and realize that the lunatic in question was Lyle. Thank the heavens that he is not some robber or criminal. Unfortunately, as the fear within me dissipated, the hatred in me bloomed. I complained impatiently. “Lyle Smith, haven’t we already made things clear? What are you still doing here? Are you here to ask about Crystal as well? You saw her get on the ship with your own eyes, so will you please stop pestering me over her?”
I have received countless calls after I got my old number back. Everyone was asking about Crystal, and I heard all sorts of insults and curses. At that point, I really hoped that Crystal would show up. I might actually hunt her down and bring her back just to get some peace and quiet.
“No, we didn’t make things clear. It is not clear at all,” insisted Lyle before he forced his way into the house and said, “I regretted my decision, Yvonne. I truly regret the way I treated you. What should I do? I don’t want to lose you.”
What did regret feel like? It was probably best described as that immense heartache that burned one’s soul upon thinking about a person or an incident. That was the first time I saw that on Lyle’s expression when I looked at him closely.
He didn’t say anything but just look at me fixedly.
There was a time when we shared a bed, and we were so close that all he needed to do was reach out. If he had tried, even a little, to get to know me, or if he had a passing thought of doing right. I wouldn’t have left him.
Unfortunately, it was too late when he finally learned everything. I had left when he turned around and tried to be better. He was an id*ot who cared for a fake treasure chest and lost the real prize in the process.
He was so devastated that he almost killed himself when Crystal abandoned him on that forsaken island. At that time, he was ridiculously jealous of Christopher. I was the woman who was supposed to love him; instead, I was taking care of Christopher now. We were supposed to go through thick and thin together, but Lyle practically tossed that love away.
“Our relationship is in the past. Seriously, don’t you think that it is a little too late to say all this now?” I complained as I glared unhappily at him. I gestured the door to get him to leave.
“No, it’s not too late,” said Lyle. He acted like he had suddenly gone nuts and hugged me tightly in his arms before he added, “We can start all over. We can pretend that this is just the beginning. You are only twenty-two, and I am just twenty-three, so we’re just two youngsters. Yvonne, please give me another chance.”
“Let go of me, you a*shole! What do you take me for? An emotionless doll that you can treat however you want?” I growled and was so angry that I slapped him across his face. That slap was so hard that my palm was going numb, but he didn’t react to it. He simply pushed me onto the coffee table.
“Go on, slap me. Your anger will dissipate, and you will return to your old self after that. Yvonne, you were supposed to be mine. You were my wife. Christopher is the one at fault. He seduced you and blinded your judgment, and that is why you left me. Tonight, I want you to be my wife. We can have a future together, Yvonne.”
