Chapter 1333 I Believe My Own Eyes
Although Halma wasn’t moving an inch, she couldn’t stop her mind from running wild. Hmph! Who wants such an unreliable man? I’m done with him! In truth, she already saw the news last night soon after it was released, and she sat in a meditation position quietly until daybreak without even batting an eyelid. By the time Nathan came over, she had already thought over their relationship repeatedly to the point where she couldn’t remember it.
Yes, she didn’t believe him. Her phone kept ringing, doing its level best to annoy her. Sure, she should have taken a look at it, but she was simply not in the mood. The news of her boyfriend checking into a hotel room with another woman went viral on the Internet, and she didn’t even have the guts to walk out of her place because of this.
She didn’t know how she was going to face the stares and judgment of those strangers, not to mention those who just wanted the most recent hot gossip under the pretense of concern. So, she, out of sheer spite, returned to her bedroom, crawled under the sheets, and went to sleep.
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Due to Halma’s refusal to contact anyone, even Olivia had failed to get in touch with her. Thus, it was an anxious and highly concerned Olivia that demanded Eugene send her to Halma’s place. To her dismay, there was no response from the inside even after she pressed the doorbell several times.
In the end, she raised her voice and exclaimed, “It’s me, Halma! Open up!” Then, she turned to Eugene. “Go to work. I’ll accompany her.”
That was a no from Eugene because he was worried, and his wife was his highest priority right now. “I’ll wait until you go in. What if she isn’t home?”
Olivia shot him an annoyed stare. “Do you think she’ll be in the mood to go out right now?”
Eugene scratched his nose sheepishly as he wondered, Why do I keep making my wife mad when I’m trying to clean up that bratty Nathan’s mess?
Awkwardness washed over Olivia for a few seconds before she tried the doorbell again. “Open the door, Halma. Are you going to let a pregnant woman stand at your door? Open up; there’s no one else besides me.”
After that, the door slowly swung open, and Halma stood at the doorway with a blank look on her face. She was in the same clothes as she did at the party last night. Her hair was unbrushed and neither did she wash her face. The usual twinkle in her eyes was gone and a prominent set of eyebags hung beneath them instead, proof that she hadn’t slept a wink last night.
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