“Well, there is no fight.”
He hooked his lips. “Didn’t you see me just now?”
“When was that?”
“All the time, since you came in, you haven’t looked at me seriously. Is my sense of existence too low?”
“In Flora’s eyes, I don’t know you at all. Is it appropriate for two unfamiliar people to stare at each other?”
“You are in the play,” I slanted her. “I don’t usually see you position yourself so much.”
Just then, Jacob pushes Flora out of the house.
Krista said to me, “Go help, Uncle Jacob is pushing a wheelchair by himself. It must be heavy.”
I glanced at them and walked over to them.
When I helped push Flora to the round table, Rashad came back. He went straight to Krista, not knowing what we were talking about.
Uncle Jacob fixed Flora’s wheelchair and said, “I’ll help Miss Krista.”
After he left, Flora said to me, “Cheney, did you see the smile on Rashad’s face? Does it prove that he is defenseless to Miss Krista by smiling around Miss Krista? I always feel that my intuition can’t be wrong.”
I sank into my seat.
Flora ate a grape. “I didn’t know what kind of girl Rashad liked before, but now, I seem to know. Cheney, don’t you think they are a good match? The man is talented and the woman is made in heaven.”
I rubbed up, and the more I listened, the more angry I felt.
Flora frowned. “Cheney, what’s wrong with you?”
I calmed down. “I’ll just go to the bathroom.”
I turned my head, gave Krista and Rashad a cold tilt, and walked to the villa.
I called Krista from the villa, but her cell phone rang from the bar behind the open kitchen.
I walked over and picked up her phone.
If you have a mobile phone but don’t carry it with you, it’s better not to have it. I thought to myself.
I turned around and looked at the barbecue oven from time to time all the way.
At this point, there is no communication between Krista and Rashad.
Krista’s pov
After I finished the first plate of barbecue, I asked Rashad to eat it, but he didn’t move.
Uncle Jacob, come over and let me take Rashad and sit with Cheney and Flora.
I had to take off my apron, carry the first plate of roasted meat, and go to the table.
I didn’t expect Flora to set me up with Rashad, and Rashad took the opportunity to confess to me. I hurriedly refused, and the scene was very embarrassing.
Flora took the lead in breaking the deadlock. She reached out and kneaded her eyebrows. “Cheney, I’m not feeling well. Can you push me back to my room so that I can have a rest?”
Cheney got up. “I’ll walk you in.”
Then the two walked into the house together.
I looked up at their back, and my eyes were obscure.
On one side, Jacob said, “Mrs. Fischer, I’m sorry.”
I recovered, smiled at Jacob and shook my head. “It’s okay, it’s not your fault, Uncle Jacob. I don’t think everyone can eat much for dinner today. Forget it, don’t bake it.”
“All right.”
I put down my oil brush, stretched myself and looked at the stars in the sky. “It’s beautiful, Uncle Jacob. I’ll go out for a walk, and you should eat early.”
“Mrs. Fischer, I’ll let the young master come and go out with you later.”
“No, the resort is very safe. At this time, it is quite good for me to walk alone.” I said, putting my hands in my coat pockets and walking out.
I strolled along the gravel road beside the grove in the center of the resort to the small fishing ground for tourists to fish during the day. Because it is the off-season of tourism, there are not many people here at the moment.
I found a bench to sit down on and looked up at the night sky.
After a while, there was a figure beside me.
I looked sideways, it was Rashad.
He sat down beside me, leaning back lazily and looking up at the sky.
I took my eyes back and looked at the sky again. “At this time, it’s better for you to keep a distance from me.”
“Isn’t this a public place? If you can sit on this bench, I can sit.”
“Then sit down and I’ll go somewhere else.”
He grabbed my wrist and looked at me. “If you leave, I will follow you there. Why bother so much?”
“Have you always been such a scoundrel?”
“Don’t you know?”
I sat down again, and after a moment’s silence, I said, “You shouldn’t be such a person.”
“Oh?”
“Rashad, aren’t you tired of living in wolf skin?” I cast my eyes on his face.
His eyes frowned, and then he disdained to smile. “Who knows what you are talking about?”
“Don’t you know that?” I sank into my seat.
After looking at each other for a moment, Rashad looked back. “Don’t think that you know me.”
“I didn’t want to know you. It doesn’t matter what you look like or what you are to me, because I won’t have any intersection with you in my life. I just wonder why you want to live as you are now.”
He was silent.
I hugged my arms and looked up at the night sky again. “Life is too short, why should it be so perfunctory?”
“Whose life is not perfunctory,” he sighed, “are you? Your man was not here for the sake of another woman, and dared not call you his wife in front of her, is your heart willing? Even if you are unwilling, you can’t even tell him that you said it was okay with you, telling yourself over and over again that it doesn’t matter. And in yourself, you let it go telling that he is your man. But ask yourself, is this really the life you want? Not necessarily. Isn’t your life the same perfunctory?”
My eyesight went blurred.
I have to admit, Rashad’s words poked me in the heart.
But… how strange, Rashad doesn’t know, but I know very well, obviously I don’t love Cheney either, and I know very well that Cheney doesn’t love me either. The marriage between Cheney and I was originally derived from a play.
Marriage without love, but why do I feel unwilling because Cheney is good to Flora?
It happened. I’m really unwilling and uncomfortable.
This feeling makes me feel scared from the bottom of my heart.
I am worried that I will have some infatuation with him because I have had sex with him.
I am also afraid that this infatuation will turn me into a jealous woman that I hate myself.