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Chapter 14 Explanation

  • I had been married to Lyle for two years, which was also the amount of time I waited to carry a child. However, I had not gotten pregnant at all during the past two years. So how did I get pregnant all of a sudden? Moreover, it happened during the period in which I had slept with Christopher.
  • I was overcome with anxiety, for I was not sure who the child belonged to.
  • Furthermore, regardless of whether the child was Christopher's or Lyle's, the outcome was not what I had hoped for.
  • After all, I was already planning to get a divorce, so having a child would only be an extra burden to me.
  • Just then, Lyle came back with a glass of water. He carefully helped me up and said, “Here's your water, dear. Drink it slowly. It's a bit hot.”
  • Afterward, he gently blew on the water to cool it down before slowly bringing it close to my mouth. As though he was worried that I would burn myself, he watched me like a hawk.
  • Calm down, Yvonne. You have to calm down.
  • Although I was so nervous that my entire back was drenched with sweat, I still pretended to be calm as I took the cup. “I can do it myself.”
  • In the past, a single greeting from him used to make me happy for two days. However, his actions only made me feel awkward at that moment.
  • Without saying a word, he sat by the bedside and stared at me until I felt a little uneasy.
  • I was so worried that he would notice something amiss, and my palms started sweating. Although I could have finished the glass in two gulps, I sipped on it for half an hour instead.
  • Initially, I thought he would lose patience and leave soon. However, he was in a good mood that day and waited until I finished drinking.
  • Since I had no other choice, I could only finish the water and hand him the cup. After that, I muttered, “I'm a little tired. I'm going to sleep.”
  • He then grabbed onto me and said, “Wait a minute. I have something to ask you.”
  • Can you not?
  • Unbeknownst to me, I was gripping my phone tightly in the midst of my panic, and the screen was displaying Christopher's contact.
  • He pulled me into an upright position, and his hands suddenly reached out to hold my shoulders.
  • Thinking that he was going to hit me again, I trembled and tried to retreat.
  • However, there was no room for me to move, for the bed and wall were directly behind me.
  • To my surprise, he apologized, “I'm sorry, dear.”
  • “Huh?” Am I hearing things?
  • He then repeated himself, “Dear, it was my fault. Please forgive me.”
  • Finally, I heard it clearly that time. He really is apologizing to me.
  • However, I did not understand why he was doing so. Because he misunderstood the situation and hit me? Although, it wasn't a misunderstanding. Or is he going to admit to his cheating? He'd better not. Otherwise, it would become my fault instead if I don't forgive him.
  • However, I had clearly overthought things. As an explanation for his cheating, he said, “I had a social gathering today and drank a little too much. I was afraid I'd smother you with the smell if I came back, so I went to take a walk with Bianca to help me sober up.”
  • Bianca? Oh right, his mistress. I almost forgot that her name is Bianca.
  • I merely replied with an “Oh.”
  • Unable to figure out what I was thinking, he said, “I won't do it again in the future, dear. Please forgive me.”
  • Yeah, right. However, I kept my thoughts to myself, merely humming in reply.
  • He then said, “If there's anywhere you want to go next time, remember to tell me. I'll make time to accompany you.”
  • The implication in his words was that he still doubted Christopher and me, and he wanted me to keep a distance from Christopher.
  • Although I was a little disheartened, I knew that it was for the best. After all, it was time to put an end to our ambiguous relationship. “I won't meet him alone next time.”
  • With my assurance, he immediately smiled. “That's my girl.”
  • Having said that, he pulled me into a hug, wanting to get intimate with me. However, I wriggled out of his arms. In truth, I wasn't angry at him. I merely felt awkward and no longer wanted to have any physical contact with him.
  • However, he seemed upset about it. Seeing as he was about to throw a tantrum, I quickly changed the subject. “I still feel a little dizzy, Darling. Please help me make a cup of brown sugar tea.”