The gentle light breaks through the sky, and the sky is really bright. My lips and his want to stick together. For the first time in the sun, I am bold.
I am in love with this man.
But sorry.
When the day comes, I am panicked and scared, just like my relationship with him couldn’t be brighter.
“We will never meet again.” After saying this, I run towards the shore with my heels on my hands.
“Hey! Miss reporter! Wait for me!” Behind are the shouts of James and his laughter.
Please, don’t! Don’t make me addicted to you.
I turn around, behind it are the blue sea and blue sky and his bright and gentle smile.
The sea breeze blows my hair, and the flying hair covers my tearful face at this moment.
James beckons to me, I make up my mind and leave heartlessly.
I go to the newspaper office in despair, and look very embarrassed, with heavy makeup and no change of clothes.
People are not surprised by this look of mine. I wash my face and force myself to calm down.
Only work is my relief, I start to write articles. My experience of last night is enough to show that there is something nasty in the Entertainment Club. I cannot allow the waitress’s death goes as nothing has happened.
It doesn’t take long for writing the manuscript of “The Undercover Reporter Tells the Truth about the Waitress’s Suicide”, waiting to be printed in the newspaper, and let everyone know the truth, and find the truth for the girl who committed suicide.
As soon as I stretch my waist, the phone rings, “Carol, your mother-in-law Wendy is at home. Would you like to come back?”
It’s my mother. It seems that something happens.
But why does mother-in-law go to my mother’s house at this time?
I have to ask for leave from the newspaper office and run to my mother’s house immediately.
As soon as I enter the door, I see Wendy, together with a woman, are sitting on the sofa, and my mother wipes tears.
“What’s wrong?” I ask my mother.
My mother-in-law gives me a quick glance, “Where have you been? You haven’t been home for a few days!”
What I wear now is a bit difficult to say, and I don’t argue with her, “The newspaper has many works to do, and I didn’t come back.”
“Carol, you have been married for three years, and you haven’t had any children, but Neil has to be a father.” Mother-in-law looks at me with a calm face, holding the girl sitting next to her, “This is Libra. She’s been three months in pregnancy, and you forced to do abortion! What do you want to do?”
My mother doesn’t say a word, her face is so angry as my mother-in-law takes the mistress to question the wife startles her.
And how could this be possible!
“Is that? Who tell you? Is it Neil or this Libra by your side?” I don’t have any expression. The little girl named Libra doesn’t dare to look at me.
The mother-in-law immediately stands up and points at my nose and scolds, “What do you mean! You killed my grandson, and you still talk to me like this. How dare you! I am here today to ask how your mother give birth to you such a daughter! Why are you so cruel!”
Oh, it’s ridiculous. Why is everything my fault? I haven’t done this at all, and it’s impossible for Neil to have children. What’s more important is that I am his wife!
“Mom, what do you mean? Even if it is true, you have no right to question me.” I shot a glance at Libra.
Libra shrinks to her mother-in-law.
“Oh, don’t you remember how you married Neil? Your dad was begging us! That’s why you don’t have any right!” The mother-in-law holds up her head proudly.
I clench my hands and look at my mother who looks at me apologetically. They feel that it is us who owe them.
“You just want a child, right? Sure, you will have.” I look at her mother-in-law’s face and suddenly have more vicious thoughts.
You deserve to raise other’s son for the rest of your life.
My mother-in-law, after getting a satisfactory answer, finally leaves.
After calming down, I suddenly remember James, a man who gives me too much excitement. I always think of him, thinking of the joy in the dark that gives us pleasure.
I’m cheap. I have told myself countless times, that not to see him again, but why I can’t forget him.
God knows why I go to that bar again, and I look forward to meeting him again.
Everywhere there seems to have remained the same. I stand in the middle of the dance floor looking for him.
I am so eager to see him and miss him. This feeling is like an ant crawling on the heart, itching, and unbearable. Occasionally, it bites you and hurts your heart and lungs.
Busy crowd, strange men keep sticking to me, and I push them away one by one until I see James dancing around a beautiful woman in a bikini.
All of a sudden I am stunned there.
The beauty twisted her body like a glamorous beauty snake. James looks at her with wild eyes, and the smiling smile is the beginning of lust.