99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear novel Chapter 88

I gently stroked my stomach and leaned back against the sofa.

For the first time, I felt how big and empty this house was, so quiet it was almost terrifying.

Suddenly, my phone screen lit up with a friend request notification.

I had a strong hunch that the person adding me was Stacy.

And sure enough, as soon as I accepted, she posted a new status on her social media.

[Thank you for staying up so late to decorate our new home for me and the baby. From now on, we’ll have a fresh

start.]

The picture she posted showed Stacy’s pregnant belly, with a strong, capable hand gently resting on it.

I glanced at the time on my phone.

It was 12:37 a.m. Joey was decorating a new home for his first love on our wedding anniversary.

And throughout the entire day, Joey had completely forgotten about it, not mentioning it even once.

The phone screen reflected my red eyes and the tears constantly welling up in them.

I forced a self–mocking smile and gave Stacy’s post a like.

After a while, I didn’t wait up for Joey as usual.

I casually put the gift he brought me into the display cabinet, took a shower, and went to bed.

And that gift, I could guess with my eyes closed, was Givenchy’s L’INTERDIT, Stacy’s favorite perfume…

I had originally thought that with Joey wrapped around Stacy’s little finger, he probably wouldn’t come home tonight.

But unexpectedly, at three in the morning, the mattress dipped as Joey wrapped his arms around me: “Why did you go to sleep without waiting for me this time?”

I smelled the strong scent of women’s perfume on him and my voice turned hoarse: “I was just tired today.”

After five years of marriage, this was the first time I had lost my enthusiasm for Joey.

Joey’s arms around me stiffened for a moment as he whispered, “Sorry, I forgot about our anniversary because I was too busy yesterday. I’ll make it up to you by taking you out for dinner tonight, okay?”

I once craved Joey’s tenderness, but now hearing it, there was no flutter in my heart.

All I could think was whether he was also coaxing Stacy like this.

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“Okay.”

In that instant, I was somewhat grateful for the darkness that could hide my red, sour eyes.

Joey frowned slightly, clearly not used to my coldness: “Have you been in a bad mood lately? Why are you so indifferent?”

Indifferent?

This level of indifference probably still didn’t compare to even a tenth of Joey’s towards me.

“Maybe I’m just too tired lately,” I said wearily, turning over and facing away from Joey. “Let’s sleep.”

Joey’s temper flared for a moment, and he threw off the covers and got up again.

From beginning to end, he didn’t see the pregnancy report I had left on the bedside table…

The cold air from the kicked–off covers clenched my heart, and I didn’t fall asleep until dawn.

The next day,I got up as usual, exhausted, and went to work.

In the evening, when a colleague asked if I was staying late, I thought of Joey’s promise to take me out for dinner and replied, “No.”