I wanted to leave the Lane residence after staying for only one night, but Christopher made me stay for breakfast. Darius wasn’t there though. He probably didn’t come back after he left the night before.
Shelley was a woman of few words, so she didn’t say much, but she did talk to Dylan a bit. On the other hand, Monica was looking lively that morning.
She kept telling us to eat as if she had forgotten everything that happened the night before. However, I realized she was acting like she was Christopher’s wife, while I was just a mere guest. I didn’t argue with her though, since Christopher filled my plate with food after Monica told me to eat.
Dylan came to see us off when we were leaving. Shelley was holding his hand, staring at us in cold silence.
Well, that piqued my curiosity. “Hey, has Shelley always been this quiet?” I asked Christopher. “I get the feeling she doesn’t like me.”
“She has always been that way. Never smile at anyone aside from Darius,” Christopher answered calmly. “But Darius seldom smiles at her either, so she doesn’t smile these days.”
I stopped asking about it. For some reason, I knew a lot had happened back when Darius was still in love with my mother, but my mother didn’t know anything about it. It’s not as simple as what Darius told me.
He must have a reason to be so estranged from Julia and his family. Back when he found out Julia was forcing Christopher to marry Monica, he was even more furious than we were, and he got into a big argument with Julia too. I wondered if Julia forced him to marry Shelley.
Christopher took me to the hospital on the way back, but this time, he didn’t take me to the hospital we went to last time. Instead, I was taken to an expensive private hospital. A bunch of doctors and nurses surrounded me like I was the queen as I went for the checkups. When I came out of the room, I saw Christopher in the corridor, opening and closing his lighter.
It was his little habit whenever he got nervous. I smiled and called out to him, then he looked back at me in confusion. “Don’t worry. I’m fine. I’ve been alright lately.”
“I’m not worried. The checkups are just too slow, that’s all,” Christopher growled at me for once, though I realized he was blushing. Oh my, he’s getting shy. Is he really Christopher? But he’s usually so shameless.
I waited for the report nervously after all the checkups were done. Even though I was laughing at Christopher, I was also as nervous as he was. No, I had always been nervous, since I was worried I might get hit with something unexpected.
I didn’t have to take the old meds, but the doctor gave me a new prescription. I had been feeling better lately, though I’d still get uncomfortable sometimes.
It had been a long time since the checkups were done, but the doctor was still looking through my report. My patience was starting to run thin, so I was about to tell him to hurry up, but Christopher straight up pulled the doctor by his collar. “Take a closer look.” He pointed at the report on the table. “Is there anything we should know?”
This was probably the first time the doctor had seen someone acting so aggressively, so he stared at Christopher in shock. His momentary silence started to worry us, and tension rose when he started stammering.
“What the heck is going on? Tell me or I’ll shoot you!” Christopher whipped a gun out and pointed it at the doctor’s head.”
I started coughing, but not because I was laughing. I choked on myself in horror; then, I quickly stopped Christopher from doing anything outrageous. “Calm down, Christopher. The doctor probably needs more time to go through the report. Just give him a few more minutes, alright?”
Christopher removed the gun from the doctor’s head and slammed it on the table. “You’d better take a closer look,” he growled. “Make one more mistake and you’ll be getting it!”
