Once the dishes were ready, I proceeded to sample them and carried on to pack the prepared dishes once I ensured it was adequately seasoned.
In spite of not being a great cook, I could prepare a few simple dishes. The ones I had were at least tastier than the ones Christopher brought me.
After a short while, I noticed Lyle had disappeared. Chuckling, I wondered if he had made his way to our place to verify I was alive or not.
I had no intention to figure out if Lyle had honored his promise and attempted to rescue me. To be precise, I couldn’t care less about the things that had occurred once they departed.
If it weren’t because of Christopher, Lyle might return to my corpse once he made his way back with Crystal. After all, I would either be killed or had committed suicide by then.
No woman could possibly brace themselves through the humiliation. Speaking of which, I recalled the time Lyle left me alone in the hotel and allowed others to take advantage of me.
Once I had everything ready, I retrieved the set of outfits I bought Christopher from the wardrobe and got myself ready to return to the hospital.
All of a sudden, someone rang the doorbell in a hurry. I rushed over and answered the door. I was not surprised by the presence of Lyle at the doorstep at all.
He had his eyes glued to me while panting. Shortly after he caught his breath, he sprinted over and held me in between his arms.
“I’m glad you’re fine!”
I started shivering in disgust because I couldn’t stand being around that hypocrite. I pushed him away and asked in a callous tone, “What do you want?”
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