It suddenly occurred to me that we hadn’t filed for divorce yet. I don’t know when my memory slowly deteriorated and I forgot such an important thing.
After filing for divorce with him, I left the country.
I blandly said, “Did you get your papers, let’s get a divorce.”
He blanched, then stormed over to me and took my hand and started to explain, “Isadora, Juliana’s baby isn’t mine, I’ve made her fight it. We didn’t do it, you believe me!”
I was exhausted, ten hours on a plane and talking to Jasper the whole way.
Now, talking is almost impossible, “Okay, I believe you. When will the divorce be finalized?”
His grip on my wrists gradually tightened, his face becoming ugly little by little, turning his head to look at Jasper, he coldly said, “You still don’t believe me, is it because of him?”
Jasper snatched my hand away and frowned, “Gu Everett, don’t be crazy, we’re friends!”
“Heh … Friends.” He murmured, the ends of his eyes reddening with anger, “You guys always have words, a word for friends, so I can’t care, I can’t be bothered to care, to watch you guys get close. It’s disgusting.”
I couldn’t say a word, and my heart felt like it was clogged with a big, heavy stone.
Jasper’s voice chilled like never before as he coldly said, “Everett, I’ve kept this from you before, Isadora didn’t want to break your heart in advance. But in my opinion, you don’t even deserve her to be so good to you. Listen to me clearly, Isadora has stomach cancer, it’s terminal, she’s dying, only one month left!”
He almost shouted the last sentence.
Everett froze in place, the anger and coldness in his eyes dissipating into a pang of confusion.
He looked at Jasper, then at me, and murmured with a pale face, “What, what stomach cancer?”
I sighed and said slowly, “So, when is the divorce going to be finalized?”
I was helped home by Jasper.
And Everett stood outside the guys alone for quite a while.
After a long time, he ran back and stood at the end of my bed, watching Jasper find my medicine, pour water, and then watch me drink it.
Finally, he broke down.
“With a plop, he dropped to his knees in front of my bed, his voice choked with emotion, “Isadora, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I didn’t realize. I didn’t realize it. I thought you were faking it.” “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
With that, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
I didn’t say a word, lying helplessly on my bed, staring at the ceiling as it happened, I tried to remember everything that had happened with Everett before. Strangely, the memories were in fragments good, bad, and couldn’t connect.
Everett took my hand in his, tears slipping from his eyes, and for the first time in memory, I saw him cry.
“Isadora, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have contacted someone to lie to you and purposely make you angry. It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, I was wrong …” He apologized over and over again, itching to cut open his chest and pour out his heart to me.
“Don’t leave me, it’s all a lie, it’s a lie right? You’re mad at me too, you’re lying to me too right?”
Saying that, he suddenly snatched the medicine in Jasper’s hand and lapped it up and sent it to his own mouth, “It’s just vitamins, it’s not even a cure for a stomach bug, I can eat it too!”
“Enough!” Jasper pushed him and snatched the medicine out of his hand, his voice deep, “If you have any conscience, leave Isadora alone, she doesn’t want to see you!”
Everett coughed violently, suddenly, he thought of something, as if waking up from a dream murmured, “So, that night in the car, you vomited blood? At that time, you were already … And I forced you to drink so much …”
He looked at me incredulously, his face chapped, broken, desperate.
With another cramp in my stomach, I closed my eyes and slowly said, “Go out, I want to be by myself for a while.”