Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 156

Gregory rubbed his temple,

Only now did he realize just how ridiculous and irrational his actions had been. Everything he’d done was completely unlike him. But why??

He couldn’t make sense of it

As Adrian studied the flicker of emotions on his face, a glint of militet lit up his eyes. Smiling, he asked, “Gerg, wanna guess what I just saw in you?”

“What?” Gregory frowned. He had a feeling this wasn’t going to anything good

Just as he expected, Adrian said, “A jealous husband. That’s what aw.”

His words were like a stone tossed into a seemingly calm lako wave after wave stirred in the silence of Gregory’s chest.

that had long been cluring beneath the surface. At once,

He froze.

A jealous husband? Was he jealous over Anathea?

The realization hit him like a jolt.

As Adrian watched him, he’d already pieced things together in his mind.

Gregory’s feelings for Anathea weren’t just about possessiveness. He likely had had feelings for her for a while now, though he hadn’t been aware of it.

“Anyway, the car’s been fixed. But things aren’t so easy to fix with people once the trust is broken.”

Adrian was only saying these things because he considered Gregory his closest friend. “Greg, no matter what the world says, you’ve got to figure out what you really want. Be honest with yourself.”

Gregory fell silent.

Because truthfully, he didn’t know what he wanted anymore.

After leaving Adrian’s place, Gregory sat silently in the back of the car.

“Where to, Mr. Sinclair?” Dexter asked.

Gregory hesitated before answering, “The hospital.”

He wanted to go see Anathea.

But the moment the words left his mouth, his phone buzzed with a message. Something urgent had come up at the company.

His hand clenched slightly around the phone. After a moment of silence, he gave new instructions. “To the office.”

With the annual review meeting approaching, Gregory was swamped with work. He worked through the night, eventually dozing off in his office chair.

The ringing of his phone woke him. Half–conscious, he answered in a rough voice, “Hello?”

“Why do you sound so tired?” Eleanor asked. Then, she reminded him to choose a suit that would pair well with Natalie’s dress for the Presgraves‘ upcoming party.

Gregory didn’t reply. Instead, he opened his WhatsApp chat with Anathea. Their last conversation had been two months ago.

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She’d asked, “Will you be home for dinner tonight?”

He’d replied with just one word, “No.”

And that was it. She hadn’t messaged him since.

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Was it because he’d been so cold that she’d finally given up on hing Was that why she no longer wanted to care about him anyinore?

He frowned at that thought. But then a memory surfaced. That night, Anathea had bitten down on his neck and voiced all her pain. She’d been so angry then.

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