There was light rain outside. This year’s winter was particularly rainy—even more so than summer.
Heather only liked to watch the snow during winter, as opposed to feeling the heavy rain.
Opening the window, Heather was still thinking about the strange things that happened yesterday. Up till now, Myra hadn’t called her yet.
She didn’t even reply to Heather’s message on Messenger. Resting her cheek on her hands, Heather recalled Myra’s tone on the phone yesterday.
Occasionally, the rain would splash onto Heather’s face, freezing her to the bones, so she closed the window. This kind of weather wasn’t suitable to have the window open.
The raindrops slid down Heather’s cheeks, but she didn’t care at all and appeared dispirited.
Previously, she had vowed to Leon to postpone the opening time to a later date in order to investigate the explosion.
A few days had passed, yet Heather hadn’t started the investigation. Deep down, she feared that she had already agreed with Leon’s statement.
She only had a handful of friends on Messenger. Like Instagram, the users could hide their online status.
After clicking into Myra’s profile, Heather looked at it for a long time as she contemplated whether or not to send her another message.
A new message came in, so Heather returned to the home page and saw that it was from Matthias.
Matthias sent Heather messages almost every day, rain or shine. She couldn’t deny that she found his perseverance admirable.
When she thought about it, there wasn’t anything particularly outstanding about her, so she wondered what exactly Matthias saw in her.
Women were always like this. Sometimes, they would think that they were exceptionally beautiful and simply flawless; other times, they would think that there was nothing special about them, and that they were no more than an ordinary woman.
Today, Heather was feeling insecure. Looking at herself in the mirror, she reckoned that she wasn’t even that good-looking.
She touched her face, which was haggard because she didn’t sleep until it was late last night.
Heather wasn’t in the mood to respond to Matthias. But the more she ignored him, the more diligent he was in texting her.
Three messages came in succession. Heather gave them a sweeping glance, secretly in awe of Matthias’ typing speed.
The things he was saying were of no importance, so Heather set her phone aside. When she looked at her phone, all she would think about was whether or not Myra would reply to her.
Since the phone call yesterday, Heather felt a strong sense of uneasiness, and this emotion was messing with her thoughts.
Myra just needed to respond with one message for Heather’s mood to return to normal. Since meeting Matthias, she was ready to reveal the incident from back then at any time.
Heather couldn’t think of any other explanations. She was worried that Myra knew about it already, so she was ready to confess.
Then again, she couldn’t do it now—not when Myra was pregnant. Pregnant women couldn’t be agitated, as it wasn’t good for the unborn baby.
Besides Matthias, who else would know about this? The only person Heather could think of was him.
Yes. I have to confirm this with Matthias. If he wasn’t the one who revealed it to Myra, then someone is secretly manipulating all of this.
Heather quickly replied to Matthias by asking outright, ‘Have you met Myra in private recently?’
Matthias was puzzled by Heather’s words. Why would she ask this out of nowhere? Because of Heather’s request, Matthias didn’t meet Myra in private.
‘No,’ Matthias answered bluntly.
Heather took the initiative to invite Matthias to a video call. Without seeing him or his expression, Heather couldn’t confirm whether or not he was lying.
Matthias quickly picked up. Through the video, it was obvious that he was in the office. He actually had on a pair of black-rimmed glasses when he was working.
It was rare to see Matthias like this, and it brought about a touch of refinement.
The call came in on such short notice that Matthias didn’t have time to take off his glasses, so Heather asked casually, “You’re short-sighted?”
“No. These are anti-radiation glasses to relieve eye fatigue.” Matthias took off his glasses as he spoke, then rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking rather tired.
“Did you work overtime last night?” Heather guessed. In the beginning, she wanted to chat with him about their daily life so that she could come to that topic without appearing too abrupt.|
“Yeah.” Instead, after starting his video, Matthias felt a little restrained.
Heather was being even more unusual. She rarely took the initiative, much less be the one to find topics to talk about.
The more he studied her through the screen, the more he felt that there was a reason behind this. He feared that Heather had something to trouble him with again.
“Did you turn on your camera to confirm whether or not I was lying?” Matthias saw through Heather’s behavior at a glance, as people like her liked to judge whether or not someone was lying by looking at their facial expressions.
“It seems that you weren’t lying.” Heather forced out an awkward laugh. Matthias had exposed her purpose, which made it difficult for her to continue the video call with him.
“Don’t turn off the camera. Did you encounter any problems?” Matthias wanted to look at Heather a little longer, so he quickly thought of various excuses just so he could prolong their video call.
“No. You’re overthinking it.” Heather denied, as she would never tell Matthias the truth.
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