Lyle’s erratic breathing emanated through the dark corridor. He looked straight into my eyes with his wide, unblinking eyes. Inexplicable emotions seemed to have overpowered him before he finally said in a small voice, “Will you believe me if I said yes?”
I chuckled and blinked my eyes. “Why don’t you bet on it?”
It did not matter whether he was being truthful or otherwise. After all, I would not believe a word he said. It was funny enough that I could not seem to pinpoint any happy moments when we were together. Well, if I had to mention one, it would have to be the time when he proposed to me, albeit it being an illusion. However, it was just a dream, and I would never fall prey to the same delusion again.
“You don’t believe me?” Lyle looked at me indignantly. I supposed he was hurt from me ridiculing his attempt of sweet-talking.
“Of course, I believe you. I had believed everything you said before after all.
“Let’s go. I want to go visit Grandma. She’s waiting for me at the hospital.” I headed out of the corridor and took the elevator. The door sprung open when it reached the first floor, but Lyle pressed on the close button, obviously trying to prevent me from getting out of the elevator.
Furrowing my brows, I asked, “What’s the matter?”
Lyle said nothing and just looked at me. I did not avert my gaze. I was not Crystal, and I wasn’t the old Yvonne either. Hence, I was already immune to his charms, no matter how hard he was trying.
“We should… Well, in the future…”
“You’d better not finish that sentence!” I interrupted him. I did not have the intention of listening to what he had to say, be it us having a future, or the other way round. He was just spinning old yarns. I pressed the open button, strode out of the elevator, opened the car door to the backseat, and got into the car without hesitation.
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