Robbie's long eyelashes flickered. I was a little afraid of waking him up.
I looked at him closely and could clearly smell the faint smell of alcohol in his breath.
From the buttons of his shirt that he had unbuttoned, I could faintly see the scars that hadn't fully recovered after his last injury.
He took a deep breath and murmured, "Jasmine."
I couldn't help but answer him, "I'm here. I'm here."
With a smile on his face, Robbie tightened his grip on my photo.
I felt a little sad, and at this moment, my heart was filled with warmth and hope.
Robbie moved his body. I thought he would sleep for a long time, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me. There was no surprise in his eyes.
He frowned more tightly than before. He suddenly sat up and distanced himself from me. "Why are you here?"
I feel a little uncomfortable about his reaction. Because of this alienation, I instinctively distanced myself from him.
"I'm here for Xenia."
"She should be in her own room."
"I saw her. She is still sleeping. I saw Vann, too."
Robbie took a deep breath and rubbed his temples. "This guy!"
I looked at Robbie, but he tried his best to avoid me, which was extremely incompatible with his usual calmness.
"I really admire the character of Xenia. She likes whoever she likes and chooses to be brave regardless of the consequences. Vann is also a person who doesn't seem to care much about Xenia at ordinary times. I didn't expect that they have chosen to be together so soon."
"Ignorant people are fearless," said him indifferently.
Robbie stood up from the bed. "I think I have something to deal with. I'm leaving now. Are you waiting for Xenia to wake up?"
I quickly stood up with him. "Are you leaving again? How long are you going to hide from me?"
With his back to me, he looked so lonely.
I took a deep breath. It really took a lot of courage to say what I had always kept in my heart, especially for someone who didn't have much confidence like me.
"Robbie, I meant what I said in the car that day. What about you? Are you serious?"
After pausing for a few seconds, he asked, "What do you mean? I don't remember."
"If you don't remember, I can say it again."
"No, it's not necessary."
I bit my lips and said, "Don't you ever love me? I still remember that you said you would divorce and marry me that day. Are you lying to me?"
Still, he didn't turn his head. "Yes, I'm lying to you. I thought you couldn't live anymore. I just lied to make you leave in happiness, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously."
His words were like a knife, stabbing into my heart. It was extremely painful, but no blood could be seen from outside.
"If you just want me to leave in happiness, why are you in my room and sleeping with my photo in your hands?"
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