02
Alcohol could easily cloud one’s mind, especially since I’d drunk everything tonight.
Vincent didn’t give me time to sober up before sweeping me into his arms, making my head spin.
“The dinner…
I must have been really drunk to be worried about the messy dining table at a time like this.
He turned around, backlit so I couldn’t see his face clearly, and chuckled. “Don’t worry, the housekeeper will clean up tomorrow.
We have more important things to do now”
The moonlight outside the window danced all night long.
When I woke up in the morning, he was already impeccably dressed, adjusting his tie in the mirror.
Maybe it was the intimacy of the night that made me presumptuous, or perhaps my mind was still foggy from sleep, but I blurted out that he should stop seeing Kimberly.
Linstantly sobered up after saying it.
I’d hinted before about my discomfort with his relationship with Kimberly, but he’d always brushed it off as mere jealousy, never taking it seriously.
Kimberly’s presence was becoming more and more blatant, flaunting her relationship with Vincent and her determination to have him clear in her eyes.
- up.
He didn’t understand the wariness of his first love, nor could he read between the lines of female rivalry.
Vincent insisted they were just old classmates with nothing between them, but his face would harden whenever I brought it
Not surprisingly, Vincent’s body tensed the moment I finished speaking.
“Have you thought about finding a job?” His tone was severe, clearly suggesting I had too much free time on my hands.
The atmosphere froze instantly, making last night’s intimacy feel like a dream.
I pressed my lips together, staying silent.
The room fell quiet.
Usually, after a night together, he’d give me a goodbye kiss before leaving, but today, he walked out without looking back.
After hearing the door close, I slowly buried my head in the covers. His side of the bed had already gone cold.
All day, I didn’t send him a single message.
Usually, I would’ve asked what he wanted for lunch and prepared it for him.
But today, I wanted to stand my ground, to show him I could have an attitude, too.
Every time my phone chimed with a notification, I couldn’t help but check it.
The housekeeper asked if I was waiting for someone’s message.
I fiddled with the anniversary gift Vincent had sent over, growing angrier by the minute.
Wasn’t it perfectly normal for me, his wife, to be upset and jealous about another woman hanging around him?
I decided to give him the cold shoulder to show how angry I was about the whole thing.
But my resolution didn’t last long before backfiring.
Around 7 PM, Vincent texted me an address asking me to pick him up.
I knew the place. I’d just seen it on one of Vincent’s friend’s social media posts.
I also knew they were having a reunion with old friends and a belated welcome party for Kimberly.
The moment I got his text, my anger evaporated.
As I drove out, I couldn’t help but mentally kick myself for being so easily swayed. Just one text from him and I was already climbing down from my high horse.
On the way there, I couldn’t contain my excitement as my mind wandered.
Vincent had never asked me to pick him up from social gatherings before.
He always said that was the driver’s job. If I went to get him, what would the driver do?
Now that he suddenly asked me to come, was he deliberately making a statement in front of Kimberly and his friends, warning
them not to joke about him and Kimberly?
Lost in my happy thoughts, I didn’t notice a car careening out of control behind me.
The impact was massive.
ཆ་ ་་ ་་་་ ་་ཡ་ལ་ ་་་་་་པད ་ ས་ས་་་་པ་ལས པ ཨ་ ས་སྨས་… www www.
The impact was massive.
“BANG!”
