Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Catherine’s PDV
Coming out of
café, Monica kept whispering to me that she was sorry, “I didn’t know. It was so coincidental.”
the co
“Well, who would have thought of that? You don’t have to be sorry, Monica, really.” 1 let the children get in the car first and stood next to the car to chat with her for a while. I didn’t want her to think too much.
z time.
Monica was a person who cared about her friends a lot. She would probably feel guilty about something like that for a long
1 gently patted her shoulder. “It’s OK. I mean it. Would you like to ride with me? I can take you home.” “It’s fine. I drove here. Let’s meet for coffee sometime.”
“OK.” I watched her leave. She walked a few steps and still turned to look back at me. I took out my phone and sent her a message: “Really, Monica. Let it
slide
After sending the message, I quickly got into the car and took the children home. Along the way, they kept asking the all kinds of questions. I had no idea how to answer them. I either sounded evasive or changed the topic
Finally, I coaxed them to sleep. Then I breathed a sigh of relief.
I came to the living room with a glass of wine and nestled on the soda to calm myself down.
My phone screen lit up. I subconsciously looked at it, it was a message from Monica. She texted: “Wright. I’m glad it’s fine. But this is really too much of a coincidence. Have you ever considered letting the children recognize him?
Monica’s question got me thinking.
Lerting the children recognize him? I hadn’t thought about it yet
When Stan introduced the owner of Aurelia’s Restaurant, I was surprised to learn that James was the owner
I couldn’t figure out the feelings I had when I saw James.
Was st surprise, anger, or resentment?
Although in the end, my reason urged ine to act normal and greet him, I had to admit that in the first second, my mind went blank
I almost thought I was dreaming
It was just like the first time saw him We were both in university back then.
He was glowing like a Greek deity. When he passed me, I felt like I was illuminated by him. At that time, I had just broken up with my boyfriend, and I was depressed. However, the second I saw him, all my previous relationships becang nothing I summoned up my courage and approached him. I said, “Hello! My Name is Catherine, and in a frestunan in Architecture.”
I knew that James was a well–known playboy in the school with many girlfriends. I didn’t have high hopes about hitting on him, and I was almost certain chat be would turn me down. To my surprise, he agreed to go out with me. Seeing his handsole face, I was flustered. My heart beat fast. On our first date, we had sex. I still blushed when I thought about it
I took a spot wine and covered my face. I muttered to myself, “We fell in love almost at once. We were together the next day. It was so wild.”
e started dating the teapot day
We got along reasonably well at first, but then we would quarrel occasionally because James was very possessive and a bit of a male chauvinist Yet I endured in since I loved tri
Alter petting married, he asked me to be a stay at home wile I was a little reluctant at first, but I cared about him so much
I cared toumurly about our relationship, so I compromised
Jaw he needed a ternde companions for work, but I was still opeet
I toqueinbered that there were several times when I suggested that I should go out and find a job, but Jarmes disagreed Targetore, be argued constantly
One day, I saw him and lastede companion so close that she even kind him ou
lips. Though it
it was only a peck, I still
confronted hiru la
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exasperation.
He downplayed it by telling me that it was just social engagement and that he was just acting. He accused me of thinking too much, and he even questioned me if I knew how complicated the world was out there.
So, that night, I said to him again that I wanted to go out to work. He not only denied my request seriously but also ridiculed me
1 still remembered the words he had said at that time. “What can you do for a you’re wearing
The money you make probably won’t be able to pay f
for the dress
I was so pissed off at that time. I felt that he did not trust me at all.
I no longer saw in his eyes the light of appreciation and love that he used to look at Perhaps in his eyes, I was already useless.
me with
Back then, at the thought of this, I was furious. I had a big fight with him. I shouted, “Yes, maybe you’re right, maybe I can’t even earn enough money to buy a dress, but I will be happy as long as 1 earn the money myself ”
“That’s ridiculous. You are so unreasonable. Countless women envy you. They wish to be you. They wish they could be my wife. And you…”
“Yes, I am unreasonable.”
I still remembered exactly what and how we fought that night. It was so intense. He blurted out almost every complaint and suspicion he had about me, After that night, we stopped talking to each other.
For three months, we saw each other as thin air.
Herren
sometimes stayed out all night.
For three months, I felt tormented. My heart was tom apart.
However, I cared about him so much. I cherished our relationship too much.
I still loved him
Therefore, I clo
to compromise, wanting to make up on our wedding anniversary,
He made a bunch of sarcastic remarks about me. I endured them and did not argue with him.
We kind of made up a
up after that night
However, just a few days after that, James found a photo of ine “cheating“,
ispered “Cheating?”
I felt so ridiculous at the thought of that. After drinking up the wine, I looked at the glass with a wry smile. My vision was a little blurred. I could not believe that the man I loved deeply did but trust me. It took just one photo to destroy all the years I had with him
Men were the same, weren’t they?
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