Noel noticed Whitney's gaze on him and looked over. But by then, Whitney had already shifted her eyes away.
"I have things to handle at the institute. You all carry on," Noel said, his tone unreadable. He then left the ward.
"Since there's nothing else, I'll head out as well. I've got some personal matters to take care of," Thomas said, standing up.
He remembered Elena's message and added, "My mom wants you to come over for dinner tomorrow."
"Do you want me to go over?" Yvette asked impulsively, immediately regretting it. She felt embarrassed—it was beneath her.
She had decided to stop harboring feelings for him. Had all those years of secretly liking him become a habit she couldn't break?
"Does it matter if I want you to come? Your legs don't belong to me," Thomas replied, his hands in his pockets. "If you're planning on coming, I'll let my mom know."
Yvette thought about how he'd been there for her these past few days, and her expression softened. She even allowed a smile.
"I'll think about it."
Thomas didn't say anything further and left the ward.
"Whitney, you were right. Maybe I misunderstood him. This whole experience hasn't been entirely bad," Yvette said, a bit moved.
"So, after all this, you're seeing that Thomas isn't so terrible?" Whitney raised an eyebrow.
"Something like that."
Just then, Yvette noticed Thomas had left his phone on the couch. She grabbed it and ran out to return it to him.
Whitney chuckled to herself. This was the duality of life—sometimes, hardship revealed unexpected truths. But only a couple of minutes later, Yvette returned, her face pale and her eyes red.
"Didn't you go to return his phone? What happened?" Whitney asked, surprised.
Yvette angrily wiped her face. "Some dogs never change. I'll never trust him again!"
"What happened?" Whitney took out a tissue and gently wiped Yvette's tears.
"I just saw him taking another woman to a prenatal appointment," Yvette said, her voice shaking with anger. "Do you know how big her belly is? She's practically ready to give birth!"
When she chased after him to return his phone earlier, she saw him downstairs with his arm around a heavily pregnant woman. All the joy and hope she had felt vanished in an instant.
Now, she realized how foolish her earlier thoughts had been. On her way back, she tossed Thomas' phone straight into the trash.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian)
Really now?...
She should have asked noel for help. Why does she think she always have everything under control?...
I agree with noel....
That’s what you get for trusting him stupid...
Weakass...
Wow, she still wants to be with a disgusting cheater. How low is her self worth?...
Stupid 999999x...
She never learn. IQ of a room temperature....
Stupid....
Damn i hate this main lead....