Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 404

404-lt's Not Home Anymore.

"Is there something wrong between you two?" She asked again, just to clarify her question. At first, she was confused, and now she is shocked.

"Things are okay," I lied, fixing my hair and gulping with a smile on my lips. The smile wasn't genuine; I was trying not to be awkward with her.

"Just okay? I don't want to force you into talking about anything, but I noticed something about you two. I noticed the spark is missing from your relationship," she said as she pouted sadly while watching my face.

"It is because I have lost my spark," I said with a weak smile plastered across my lips.

"Well, at least you ever had a spark. Look at me, I have only suffered all this time." She claimed when probably talking about her relationship.

"What happened? Are things not okay between you two?" I asked, remembering what Lazio had told me. I didn't want to directly talk about the differences they have because of me, but I wanted her to say it herself.

"Things are not going so well. I don't know if Lazio has told you anything or not, but things have been pretty rough between us from the day we married," she uttered under her breath, looking all sad. I felt hurt watching her suffer so much.

"Why?" I asked and leaned back in the chair.

"Because of you!" she stated, and silence took over us. We shared a silent glance, and then she lowered her eyes.

"I should have known that would happen," she sighed.

"I am so sorry. I didn't know he would do that. But I promise you, Christina, I have not even stayed in contact with him," I swore to her, feeling my heart pound in my chest.

"I know. It’s just that I don't know what to do anymore. I tried so hard to make it work for the first year but now—," she paused when confusing me with her confession.

"Now? Now what?" I inquired, watching her pout and let out a sigh of exhaustion.

"Now I don't think I can make another effort. How long can I even hold him back? The heart wants what it wants," she shrugged her shoulders, taking a big sip from her wineglass.

"I don't know what to say. Do you want me to talk to him about you?" I asked, hoping maybe I could do something for her.

"Enya! I don't think that would work. I wanted him to realize my love and accept me. My ego will not tolerate me making his crush beg him to give me a chance. Besides, I suffered so much that now I don't even feel any pain. I got used to it," she said, with not much emotion on display.