I was heartbroken by every word that they said. Deep down, I felt that I was under a curse to have to go through the excruciating pain every day.
If Christopher didn’t comfort me, I would have gone insane and perhaps ended my life.
“Why didn’t you take care of yourself? Yvonne, I’m disgusted by your attitude. You always behaved meekly as though the whole world is bullying you,” Lyle began to criticize.
Isn’t it the truth? Everyone around me bullied me, and none was sincere to me.
“Don’t touch water for the next few days. If you need anything, ask the housekeeper to do it for you. Stay in the old mansion for a few days before going back,” he chastised me while seemingly distracted by some thoughts.
“Say something. Why do you keep silent all the time? Do you know that I’ll be irritated…” Lyle suddenly stopped and gazed at me bewilderedly. A moment later, he reached out to my face and said, “Are you crying!”
Why am I crying? I promised myself that I wouldn’t cry for Lyle ever again.
Avoiding his hand, I touched my face and realized that tears were all over my face. I was downcast, for someone I cared for hurt me deeply. I couldn’t help but wonder if Sharon’s affection towards me was sincere.
At that point, I didn’t know what was real anymore.
I covered my face and sobbed silently. As much as I tried, I couldn’t stop my tears from rolling down. I had not one, but many times, persuaded myself not to cry; nonetheless, all attempts were to no avail. Whenever I thought I had sunken into deep despair, there was more devastating news awaiting me.
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