Anthony laughed bitterly. Though his eyes were seething with anger and resentment, he still spoke in a low voice, "Yes, you're right. I wasn't man enough to defend her! At that time, I knew she needed me the most, but what did I do? I let her down. I should've said something. She was terribly hurt, and she looked helpless." He shook his head in total disgust, feeling dejected.
"I broke her heart. And I think she would absolutely hate me now," he added. Anthony was regretful. His voice was cracking with emotions. He despised himself for having been such a coward.
"Anthony, please don't be so hard on yourself." Junia gingerly reached out her hand to pat him consolingly on the shoulder. It took her time to utter those words; she feared that he might detect the underlying concern behind them. "Under that awkward situation, Sheryl also had to regard Aunt Laura's feelings, considering that the things between you and Sheryl were so complicated. And I didn't see anything wrong in the way you acted. It's only natural for you, as a son, to also care about how your mother would feel," Junia continued.
Junia paused for a moment and gazed at Anthony's face, still etched with worry. "I believe Sheryl is an understanding and a reasonable person. You can talk with her later about this. Trust me, she will understand and forgive you," she added.
"Really?" Anthony had managed to croak after some time. He sounded still skeptical, but he seemed to have found hope from Junia's words. He tilted his head to cast a glance at Junia as if seeing her for the first time. He studied her, and he suddenly realized that she was less disturbing than how she used to be. Soon, his heart felt better. He was at ease. The corners of his mouth then slightly turned up, he raised his eyebrows and tentatively asked her, "You really believe that she will forgive me?"
Junia was openly staring at him that she was able to catch up on the eager expression spreading slowly on his face. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. She immediately calmed herself. She gave him a gentle smile and said, "Of course I do. I'm sure she will forgive you."
When Anthony heard Junia's reassuring words, the trace of bitterness in his face had disappeared. And it was immediately replaced with relief. He was feeling better now. He continued to look at her in a different light. He may found it inexplicable, but he was truly grateful for her.
Junia hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. Then a sudden thought occurred in her mind. 'He just got a better impression about me, I should grab this chance.' Then Junia added softly, "But, Anthony, there's something I need to remind you."
"What is it?" he replied instinctively, snapping out of his musings. Anthony couldn't hide his annoyance and he slightly frowned after hearing the underlying tone of warning. He immediately straightened himself up in his seat as if he was bracing himself to take the blow. Cursing himself mentally, he tried to calm down the feeling of restlessness that was slowly gripping his heart again. He then threw her a questioning look prodding her to go on.
Junia deliberately put on a knowing smile which eased up his mood. "I'm also a girl, and I can fully understand how Miss Xia might be feeling right now. I just want to warn you that with all these unspeakable things that happened, getting through will be hard for her. She might need some time to be alone. So, if you will see her right now, it will not be very helpful for her. I mean, why don't you just..." Junia paused for a moment. "Why don't you wait for some time before you apologize? Besides, Aunt Laura is still in the hospital. She will be disappointed if she learns about it. You better wait for the right opportunity to reach out and to apologize to Miss Xia."
"I see. Alright!" Anthony nodded. He seemed to be detached and thinking of something when he said, "Thank you, Junia."
"What for?" she responded casually. Junia smiled tenderly and said, "Look, I didn't do anything, so there's no need to thank me. Our families were close and we practically grew up together. You don't have to keep your distance from me. I'm just doing what I should do as a close friend."
Then she looked sheepishly at Anthony. "I just gave you some pieces of advice which couldn't be said to be very helpful at all."
"No, your words are very helpful." Anthony laughed. He found her amusing. Finally, they arrived at the hotel where Junia was staying. Anthony parked the car near the entrance but he didn't step off. Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes momentarily and began weighing the thoughts running in his mind. Feeling a little embarrassed, he opened his mouth and said, "To be honest, at first, I thought you were..."
"You originally thought I was here to cause some troubles. You didn't know that I would help you?" Junia blurted out cutting his words off. Seeing Anthony nodding his head apologetically, Junia showed an exasperated look and said, "Are you serious, Anthony? In your eyes, I'm just nothing but a jealous and bad woman like that?"
"No! I didn't mean it that way." Anthony was so regretful. He looked at Junia awkwardly. Shame and guilt were clearly evident on his face and he said gently, "I was not nice to you before. My mother wanted to pair us up because she thought we'll make a perfect match. And I didn't want her to decide for me. But honestly, I was surprised that at this low moment of my life, you came and reached out for me. I just can't help thinking about it in that way."
Junia glanced at Anthony. "So, you are now seeing me on the lighter side? That I'm not here to give you troubles."
"I apologize. I have gotten the wrong impression," Anthony said ruefully.
"It's all right. If I were you, I might have also misconstrued myself." Junia burst into laughter and continued speaking, "Because I really did love you before and I shamelessly asked you out for a movie."
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