Cheney’s pov
When Flora was sent back to her room, I searched all the way, but in the moonlight, I saw two people sitting side by side.
The anger in my heart suddenly burned.
Knowing that both of them had gone back, I stayed by the small fishing ground for a while before going back.
But the night wind can’t blow away my anger.
I went straight back to Krista’s room, and she was asleep. I kissed her lips, and she turned her face and said unhappily, “Cheney, I want to sleep.”
I squeezed her chin, turned her face to myself, and continued to kiss her.
She opened her eyes slightly, frowned, and pressed her hand against me. “Cheney, I’m tired.”
My face is cold. “When you go out with Rashad alone, you don’t feel tired?”
She tried to prop up and sit up, but I controlled her so she could not move.
“Cheney, let me go first, calm down. If you have anything to say, we will talk face to face.”
“Do you think I’m still calm?” With rage in my eyes I said, “You know that I hate him, why do you want to sit with him? I already said that you should stay away from him, why don’t you listen to me? Is he so attractive to you?”
She also opened her eyes wide and stared at me. “You can go back and forth with Flora alone, so why can’t I sit with Rashad? I never wondered what would happen to you when you were alone with Flora, and why you always treated me like a woman who didn’t behave like a woman. Is it in your eyes that I am a woman who sees a man and will gather together to strip herself of her dedication? Cheney, don’t you think you’re disgusting? ”
“I’m sick?” I was burning with anger.
I don’t have the mind to delve into why I don’t want to see her with another man, and I just want to punish this little woman severely in my mind.
And I did.
Only this time, Krista didn’t obey as usual. She resisted me fiercely.
In the end, her strength was not as strong as mine, and I forced her to break in.
She gritted her teeth and looked at me, tears of humiliation gushed out of her eyes.
Seeing her appearance, my heart shrank and my movements stopped.
“Are you reluctant?”
“Yes, I don’t want to, I don’t want to.” Her voice was a little louder.
“You are my wife.”
“Am I?” She bit her lip, her eyes were cold like I’ve never seen before, and she raised her hand to wipe the tears out of her eyes. “Then can I tell Flora tomorrow that I am your wife?”
I frowned. “Are you threatening me?”
“When you need this body, I am your wife, but in front of the people you care about, I am just an outsider. Cheney, I can respect you and cooperate with you. Why can’t you respect me with the same mood? Is it really so difficult to forbear your desire when I don’t want to? The reason why you don’t want to is that you don’t regard me as a person, you only regard me as a carrier to vent your selfish desires, don’t you?”
In the face of her accusation, I left her.
At the moment, my mood is very complicated, with anger and remorse. I don’t know how to face her, so I have to get out of bed, put on my own clothes and slam the door to leave.
When I was out of the gate, I came to the courtyard and sat down. When I thought of the tears out of her eyes, I couldn’t wait to punch myself.
In the face of some of her accusations, I was speechless.
I have to admit that it is really difficult for me, who has always had good self-control, to forbear my desire when facing her.
Once upon a time, I always felt that men who wanted to throw themselves down at the sight of women were all lower animals with brains growing in the lower body.
But until today, I found that when I faced her, I also became such a man.
Why? It was really too strange for me. Why do I want to just throw her down when I see her every minute, every second?
Clearly… I was not so keen on this matter before. But now, it’s like I’m poisoned by Krista. Even when I think of her, such impulses will emerge in my mind.
Is her body really magical to me, or is something wrong with me?
When Rashad was talking to Flora, I could never care. But why, seeing Krista with Rashad, does my heart give birth to such crazy anger?
Knowing that Krista didn’t do anything, why punish her in that way?
Thinking of this, I suddenly realized something in my heart. I stood up and looked back at the room on the second floor where the lights had not been turned off.
Love…
This word makes my heart, which has always been fearless, start to panic.
Yes, it’s love.
Besides, I really can’t explain where my abnormal behavior came from. It took me several months to fall in love with a woman who didn’t love me.
I sat down again, and I was at a loss for a moment.
But… if this feeling is love, what is my feeling for Flora?
The next morning, when Jacob had set up breakfast, I went upstairs to call Krista down for a meal and pushed open Krista’s door.
The bedding on the bed has been paved and there is no one inside.
I paused and took out my mobile phone to call her.
But as soon as my mobile phone is dialed, I remember that I have her mobile phone.
There is a post-it note on the bedside table.
I walked over and picked up the post-it note with her message on it. “Good morning, everyone. I just got a call. I have something urgent to go to the company, so I left first. I wish you a happy day today.”
I frowned.
Liar.
I turned back to my room, cleaned up briefly, and went downstairs.
Rashad has come down, still in his pajamas.
When several people sat down, I began to eat.
Flora asked me, “Cheney, Miss Krista hasn’t come down yet.”
“She has left first.”
“Left?”
“She received a phone call in the morning and said that the company had something to do and left first. This is the message I saw at her bedside.”
I gave it to Uncle Jacob beside me.
Uncle Jacob glanced at her and said, “Miss Krista must have left early. I didn’t see her come down after I went down at six.”
Flora frowned. “At six o’clock, there should be no cars passing by here. I don’t know if she drove when she came. If she didn’t drive, how could she get out of here? This side is a bit dangerous, will she be safe?”
As soon as she finished speaking, I instantly lost the mood to eat.
There was no Krista’s car at the entrance of the villa.
Krista, this woman has always been wild.
Without a car… she won’t walk back by herself, will she?
Thinking of the road to the holiday garden, there is a very deserted section.
I put down my chopsticks, stood up and said, “Uncle Jacob, after breakfast, take Flora home and I’ll go straight back to the company.”
Flora looked at him then to me. “Cheney, aren’t you going to eat?”
“I’m not hungry, I will eat at the company.” When I finished, I walked in the direction of the door.
I drove all the way back and called the construction site as I walked. The reply from the construction site is that Krista has not passed yet. Now, I’m even more anxious. It’s already 9:30. People who started before six o’clock should have gone back long ago.
After hanging up, I made another call to the Fischer’s mansion.
The servant there told me that Krista had gone back. At six o’clock in the morning, she entered the door and went back to her room to rest.
My heart is finally relieved.