Lara could not hide her joy when she saw Cheney here.
She walked to my other side and shyly said to Cheney, “Hello, Mr. Cheney.”
“Hmm.” Cheney gave a lukewarm answer.
Lara, however, was overjoyed. She sat down beside me, touched me gently with her elbow, and smiled at me. “Krista, this is the meal I got for you. Do you think it is still to your taste?”
I nodded. “Well, it’s fine, thank you.”
I picked up my chopsticks and bowed my head to eat.
I just want to finish eating and leave now.
Opposite from where I was sitting, Manager Sharp said, “Mr. Cheney, I wonder how many days you are going to stay in City H this time.”
My eyes turned on the plate and I was listening.
“I’m not sure yet.” Cheney said.
“If you will stay here, then tomorrow, I can arrange someone to take you around City H. In recent years, our City H has developed very fast and has been rated as one of the most worthwhile petty bourgeois seaside cities by netizens.”
Cheney said in a lukewarm tone, “I’m not interested in this.”
“Mr. Cheney, with the power of the Fischer group, you must actually not like City H, the little Wood Construction Engineering Company. How did you decide to invest here? Did you take a fancy to the potential of City H?”
Cheney said, “What potential can City H have? If there is potential, will it develop better than City A?”
I took a bite of the dish.
He can still choke people when he talks.
“Well… can you ask about your intention to invest here? I’m really curious.”
Cheney said calmly, “To find someone.”
Manager Sharp said, “The person you are looking for is in City H? Can I help you? I was born and raised in City H. Maybe I can help you.”
Cheney said calmly, “No, I’m looking for someone that only I can find.”
My hands stiffened for a moment.
He’s looking for someone.
Lara put a piece of cake on my plate and whispered, “Krista, this cake is delicious. Try it quickly.”
My mind was a mess, conditioned to clip up the cakes and send them to my mouth.
Just then, Cheney snapped the cake in my hand on the table.
Several people on the table, all because of his actions, paused.
I was stunned, too. I looked at him, not understanding what happened.
Cheney picked up the cakes that tumbled on his plate and calmly wrapped them in paper towels. “This little mosquito must especially like the sweetness of mango and actually ran to the cake. It seems that the hygiene level of this hotel needs to be improved.”
When he said this, the other four people on the table thought Cheney had seen mosquitoes before he slapped off the cakes in my hand.
But only I know what he is thinking about.
I didn’t expect that six years later, he still remembered that I have allergies with mango.
On the side, Lara saw it and put another cake on my plate. “Krista, eat this.”
Cheney frowned.
I smiled at Lara and got up. “No, I just smelled this cake like mango. I’m allergic to mango.”
Lara is busy retrieving the cake. “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t even know.”
I smiled. “It doesn’t matter, you can eat more.”
I stood up. “I’ll just go to the bathroom.”
Out of the restaurant, I went to the bathroom, washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. I breathed a sigh of soreness in my heart.
I once thought that leaving Cheney would not have any impact on my life.
But it was not until I came to City H alone that I found that I thought too simply about getting used to it.
For several months, I was used to having Cheney by my side. Suddenly, when I arrived in a city without him, I was at a loss.
I think of him when I eat. I think of him when I sleep. Even when I gave birth, I shouted the name ‘Cheney’.
I thought, in this world, whoever leaves can still live.
But during that time, I was like a terminally ill patient every day.
I can’t sleep at night because I don’t know how I can eat.
I even wanted to see a psychiatrist, but… I’m afraid to hear the doctor tell me the last result I want to hear.
I always thought I was smart.
But until one day, I began to be swayed by considerations of gain and loss, and finally understood that natural and unrestrained people are like that because they have nothing to care about in their hearts.
I was like crazy, looking for all the news I could hear and see in City A about him and the Fischer family.
I know that after I left, he was calm and didn’t look for me.
I also know that a month later, Flora was discharged from the hospital and returned to the Fischer’s mansion.
Two months later, he began to accompany Flora to the hospital frequently for rehabilitation.
Half a year later, Flora and his relationship became the focus of media attention.
…
Slowly, I began to force myself to let go.
Fortunately, at this time, Romeo came into my life.
Because of Romeo, everything felt different. I began to try to forget the marriage that didn’t belong to me and the man that didn’t belong to me. I thought I did.
But only in the dead of night, I just understand how difficult it is to erase a memory.
I rubbed my eyebrows, turned and walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as I went out, I was startled by Cheney standing against the wall outside the door.
Before I could say anything, Cheney grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into the tool room opposite.
It’s dark inside.
I struggled twice, but Cheney pushed me against the wall and made me unable to move.
“Cheney, you let me go.”
He pinched my chin and bowed his head and kissed me.
“Hmm…” I turned my head left and right, until he decided to let go. I asked, “What are you doing? We are divorced.”
“Are we?” His other hand began to pull at my clothes.
I clutched my chest tightly and said, “Cheney, please respect me. I am no longer your wife. You can’t do this to me.”
His lips pressed against my ears, “Self-respect? At the beginning, when you drugged me and jumped on my bed, you didn’t say you wanted self-respect. At that time, you were not my wife.”
In the dark, my eyes are sour. “At that time, you didn’t tell me that you already had a beloved woman. If you did, I would never seduce you.”
“At that time, I had Zaniyah, and you knew it very well, but you did it without a bottom line, Krista. Don’t use your excuses to cover up your selfishness.”
I bit my lip and felt guilty.
Cheney bowed his head and kissed me again. I could hardly breathe.
When my clothes were about to fall off, Lara’s voice sounded in the opposite bathroom, “Krista, Krista?”
I held my breath, pushed my hands hard on Cheney’s shoulder, and breathed hard. I tried my best to calm my mood and said, “Let’s talk, not here, can we go out and talk?”
He loosened me and I was busy getting dressed.
Cheney took out a room card from his pocket and stuffed it into my hand. “Come to my room in an hour. If you don’t show up, you will be at your own risk.”
He finished, opened the door and went out.
I was in the tool room, put on my clothes, stroked my forehead, and then pushed the door open and went out.
When I returned to the table, Lara was left alone.
Lara said, “Krista, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”
I smiled. “I went outside to get some air. Where are they?”
“It’s all gone. Mr. Cheney said he was going back to rest. Those people went to send him.”
I sat down and said, “Well, you just eat first.”