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Luckily, he wasn’t hurt too bad. It would take four to eight
weeks before he could get out of bed, but he still couldn’t walk
fast.
He actually hoped he could get better sooner.
“Why were you in a bad mood?”
“My wife could talk now, had a sharp tongue, and I kinda
couldn’t outtalk her.”
Actually, it wasn’t that I couldn’t argue with her, mainly she
was right.
“Yo, you can talk? Not really mute?”
“Well, was it because of some trauma in childhood that caused
the mutism?”
Lucian poured the wine and said, “You got a doctor to fix it?”
Terrence’s face suddenly got really long.
“Not really.”
“They treated themselves?”
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“Yeah.”
Lucian picked up his glass and said, “Your leg isn’t better yet.
Can you drink? Maybe just have a cigarette instead.”
“I drank less, for better blood flow“”
Terrence picked up his glass, and just as he was about to drink,
Lucian suddenly said, “You’re pretty cold–hearted. She got
aphasia, married you for seven years, and you never even got a
doctor to check on her.”
“I asked you out for a drink because I wanted to talk and feel
better, but you just had to poke at my sore spots.”
Lucian raised an eyebrow, “The truth hurts, no wonder people
don’t like hearing it. We know each other so well, I don’t think
there’s any need to say fake stuff just to make you happy. There
are plenty of people who want to please you, but sweet talk
won’t solve anything, right?”
Lucian clinked glasses with him and took a small sip.
“What you said made sense, people on the outside see things
clearly, what do you think I should do so she would come back?”
Lucian looked at Terrence, “Do you want the truth or a lie?”
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“Nonsense!”
Of course it was the truth.
“Then I’ll be straight with you. Put yourself in their shoes–if it
Were
you, could you go back?”
Bethany seemed to have said that too.
If she took Julio with her and people mistook him for Emery’s
dad, she didn’t explain either, so maybe people could also say she
kept herself clean, and he could understand that.
“Think of something, aren’t you pretty experienced?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, I only dated one person, I’m not some
experienced person. Terrence, I think you better forget it. With
the things you did, if I were your wife, I wouldn’t want you
either.”
“What did I do? You guys were my friends, so why was none of
you on my side?”
Terrence drank a little less than half a glass of wine, feeling
down.
“It’s not that I wasn’t on your side, but you brought your son to
hang out with Krista and her family. No one could accept that.
You got divorced, and now you can marry the one you couldn’t
marry before. Isn’t that great? I heard all men want to marry the
one they wanted most but couldn’t get. This is a great chance
life gave you. Why make things hard for yourself and go
looking for trouble?”
Terrence squinted at Lucian. If they didn’t both still not know
that Bethany was Daphne, he would’ve started to wonder if
Lucian had figured it out. Lucian kept helping Bethany, like he
wanted Bethany to get a divorce.
“Not drinking anymore, it’s boring.”
Terrence put down the glass.
“I’m just being honest and you don’t like it, so let me ask you, do
you actually like Krista or your wife?”
Terrence didn’t answer for a while.
“You didn’t even know who you liked, that’s really something.”
