They gradually moved away. I couldn't catch what Bonnie and Louis said afterward.
I was in shock, in disbelief.
At this point, Sean asked me over the phone, "Enough?"
"Enough. Thanks a lot," I snapped back to reality, "I'll treat you and Ali to coffee after New Year."
Sean chuckled, "No worries."
Luckily, Bonnie and Louis didn't recognize Sean. Even if they had met, she wouldn't remember him. So, I got to hear that earlier remark.
The one who drugged Malinda was Louis?!
That was some serious crap pulled by Louis. He orchestrated the whole thing and pinned it all on Malinda. But Malinda was just as sneaky, so it was some kind of karma.
Malinda's loyalty to Bonnie was just too much. She was practically her slave, and Bonnie used her as a pawn.
Bonnie sacrificed Malinda just to attract people upstairs to see her in the same room with Neil, trying to tie herself with Neil in the public opinion...
Bonnie was still cold-hearted. If she could use someone, she didn't give a damn who they were or how good they were to her.
As Bonnie and Louis disappeared, I finally stepped out of my hiding spot. My original intention was to find out who was slandering me online, but I still had no answer.
Was it Chloe? Or Bonnie or Louis?
I had a gut feeling they were in cahoots. There could only be two reasons, they were after me or Neil.
But would Bonnie target Neil? In that photo, she and Neil looked like a couple.
I felt like I was walking into a fog, lost. The issues I had to face were one after another, making me a total mess.
I have no idea how I got out of there. When I got home, Neil was in the living room reading a magazine. The moment I entered, he looked at me, and with his eyes sharp, he asked, "Where have you been?"
I didn’t answer, just quietly changing my shoes, then taking off my coat and scarf and tossing them on the couch.
"Talk." Neil's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his voice cold, "Don’t tell me you went to see Russel again."
"Neil, where were you last night?" My lips moved slightly, my eyes glued to Neil.
Neil’s eyes squinted. He looked at me for a few seconds, then said casually, "I was at the company. By the way, now that you've brought your mom back, don't go out too often. Without his mom's restraint, I don't know what Russel might do."
Even though Russel's father was still around, he wasn't as controlling as his mother.
"Oh," I felt a heavy weight in my heart. Although the living room was warm, it felt colder than the snow outside, "I got it."
I got up, forcing a smile, "Will you keep your promise?"
"I will," Neil answered without hesitation.
Seeing me not talking, Neil sat down next to me. He lightly stroked the little mastiff puppy in my arms. His hand was as beautiful as always, slender and strong.
I silently handed the little mastiff puppy to Neil.
"Has Kitty been looking for you recently?" I changed the topic.
"It doesn’t matter whether she looks for me." Neil answered indifferently, obviously not really caring.
I remembered Kitty's recent posts on social media. One was complaining about her dad setting her up on blind dates. My gut told me she did it on purpose, for Neil to see.
The way a woman's mind works was simple yet not simple, complex yet not complex.
I closed my mouth, not wanting to say more.
Just then, Hannah came to tell us dinner was ready, so I went down to eat first.
Tomorrow would be Russel's mother's funeral. Neither Neil nor I planned to attend. I sent a message to Stella and the gang, asking them to convey my condolences.
"I ain't going back! I'm broke!" Suddenly, Hannah's voice resonated from the living room. Even though she was obviously trying to keep it down, I still heard her.
She was kinda worked up but still holding it together. Then, all of a sudden, she started sobbing, "Oscar's gone now. Isn't my family's situation crappy enough? What the hell do you want me to do?!"
I walked over, grabbed her phone, and hung up the call right away.
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