“Anemia from miscarriage. Plus too much stress. That’s why you fainted. During the check-up, the doctor did not stop scolding us, saying that we suck at taking care of people. On a side note, look at that scumbag, Lyle. You saved him in front of so many people, yet he didn’t even repay the favor. Instead, he carried Crystal away.
I’m not sure a scumbag is a fitting title for him anymore. How about a b*stard? Yeah, that sounds way better. Why did you even save him? If he had died, you would have been given the authority over his finances. With that amount of money, you could have found a second lover in no time.” Sabrina clicked her tongue as she shook her head.
I let out a dry laugh. She had a fair point. I was an idiot, so stupid that I had forgotten about myself. Every time the scene in the restaurant crossed my mind, my heart sank and my lungs felt heavier. The man I loved would never be beside me when I needed him most. Instead, I would be abandoned again and again. What other hope did I have?
“Why were you in the restaurant yesterday? And with… Christopher?” I could not help but inquire.
“Oh, that. That was a coincidence. Christopher has wealth, power, and impeccable looks. As a rich bachelorette, he and I got set up on a blind date. We do make a good match, don’t you think?” Sabrina flashed me a wide grin as she leaned forward to inch closer to me.
“Yes… A good… good…” For some reason, I found it difficult to say the word “match.” Have I truly lost everything? Even the last bit of warmth?
The door of the bedroom suddenly swung open. In walked Christopher wearing an apron with a cartoon bear printed on it. He walked over with a tray and placed it in front of me. On top of the tray sat a bowl of porridge. He made sure everything was alright with the drip before turning to me. “Eat. I just cooked this. You must be hungry.”
His long fingers looked as defined as the sculptures in the museum. Still hazy, I accepted the porridge and took a few bites. My mind was still in a blur as I could not make heads or tails of the situation. Why is Christopher here? Is he here for Sabrina?
“Pfft!” Sabrina must have found my dazed look funny. She laughed heartily before patting my shoulders. “Alright, I’ll stop teasing you. Seeing your disappointment, I almost feel like I’m as despicable as Crystal. Almost.”
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