Charlie's hands holding his knife and fork paused. He suddenly turned to stare at Nancy.
Nancy was very nervous, her fingers tightly gripping the knife. Even her voice trembled slightly, “Maybe… I won’t come back. The next person to enter this room will...will be her.”
She obviously meant Vivian.
Charlie didn’t say anything. He remained fixated on Nancy, which brought a cold sweat to her palms due to his intense gaze.
Possibly unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Nancy wanted to get up as soon as she had put down her knife and fork. Only then did Charlie's low voice slowly start, “So, you're telling me that you are leaving?”
“No.”
Nancy sat back down, inhaling forcefully, "I'm saying goodbye to you."
Charlie looked down at the food on the table, a faint smile appearing on his thin lips, "Nancy, this will definitely make me paranoid whenever you cook."
Every time she cooked, it either meant she was leaving or apologizing. No one could stand such meals!
Nancy forced a smile, which looked quite unpleasant, "I'm afraid there may… not be a next time."
Having said that, a sharp pain seemed to pierce her heart and she clenched her fists tightly on her lap. She didn't dare to look at Charlie anymore and lowered her head, as if awaiting her death sentence.
Charlie raised his eyebrow noncommittally, "Alright, I understand."
Nancy blinked, puzzled as she raised her head. That was it?
She observed Charlie for a long while. But he was only eating in silence, showing no intention of saying anything further. It upset her all of a sudden.
Was she just a substitute for Vivian in his eyes?
Her departure didn't seem to affect him at all. Perhaps he was just waiting for Vivian to return?
If she had known how humiliating this would be, she wouldn't have bothered saying goodbye!
With a “thump”, she quickly stood up, gave Charlie a last fierce look, then turned around to leave.
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