Throughout their conversation, I recalled Zachary once said Christopher was his supervisor in the army. It was safe to assume Christopher had returned to Coldbridge for something else other than a business trip.
Was that the reason I couldn’t reach him when he was in Coldbridge? Ugh! I shouldn’t have gotten jealous when Monica picked up the call on Christopher’s behalf!
It was very silly of me to misperceive he had something with Monica! Christopher must have been occupied with different things and gone to great lengths just to call me! I shouldn’t have dismissed his calls!
Wait! Did Darius just mention he had sent Monica to keep their parents in the dark? If that was the case—
Snuggling in between Christopher’s arms, I stared at him and denoted in a hushed voice, “I’m sorry.”
He caressed my head and asked with his brows arched in confusion, “Why are you apologizing out of the blue?”
I would never tell him I was jealous of Monica. Thus, I caressed his bandaged wounds to divert his attention.
“Well, I just feel like it. Christopher, I had the shock of my life when your brother showed up out of nowhere. I thought he would drag me out of bed and chase me out of the word. To my surprise, he was perfectly calm and expressed concerns over my conditions.”
“Darius is the most understanding man I know. He has gotten married to his wife out of his own consciousness as well. He’s the one I’m the least worried about in the family.”
A glimpse was all it took for him to figure out my concerns. Pinching my nose, he teased, “Don’t you think you’re too much of a coward? Anyway, even if Darius is infuriated for real, you won’t be able to tell it.”
“What do you mean I won’t be able to tell it? You’re not indicating I’m an idiot, are you?” I scratched my head in confusion, wondering if it had something to do with getting others to acknowledge our relationship.
After spending another few carefree days in the hospital with Christopher, my condition had drastically improved. The doctor was impressed by my recovery progress.
I was discharged ahead of Christopher. Hence, I thought of making him something nutritious. After all, he had sustained excessive bleeding on top of his serious wounds.
The moment I returned from the supermarket, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the entrance. Judging by the fact Lyle was completely drenched when it was merely drizzling outside, he must have been there ever since a long time ago.
After another peek, I decided to pretend as though I wasn’t aware he had shown up. I carried on preparing the dishes I had in mind.
I wasn’t surprised by the choice he made at all. However, he would never figure out the things I had to go through because of his decision. He couldn’t be bothered as well.
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