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“Don’t think wearing a hospital gown will make me forgive you! Apologize to Jasmine, now!”
My voice was low and hoarse as I choked out, “Why should I apologize?”
My face was ashen, my voice a mere rasp. Ricky Lancaster, in a rare display of concern,
lowered his voice, oozing false patience:
“You injured Jasmine’s hand; shouldn’t you apologize? Do you even realize how much pain you’ve caused her?”
“Apologize, and in a month, we can go and re–register our marriage.”
I sneered: “I won’t apologize. Who you choose to marry is your affair; I couldn’t care less!”
Ricky Lancaster’s face darkened: “Don’t you dare regret this. Even if you come groveling back
to me on your knees, I won’t forgive you!”
It’s no surprise Ricky Lancaster would think that way.
It was always me, in the past, crying and groveling for his forgiveness.
He’d even bet with his buddies, every single time, on how many days it’d take for me to come
crawling back, begging for forgiveness.
I don’t even know when it happened, but the feelings between us became fodder for his jokes with other people.
He doesn’t love me, and he sure as hell doesn’t respect me.
“I actually thought you.came to the hospital to apologize to Jasmine. I was even going to throw you a bone, but you’re too damn proud to take it. Fine. Let’s just take a break for a while.”
My face was a mask of calm: “I’ve already gotten a marriage license with someone else. You can just go ahead and never forgive me.”
Hearing that, Ricky Lancaster’s lips curled into a sneer, “Besides me, who else would even
want you?
They didn’t care at all what others thought, strolling away hand–in–hand right in front of me. Watching their backs as they walked away, I couldn’t hold back the scalding tears any longer; they dripped onto the icy back of my hand.
I feel like I’m worth more than this. Why did I ever fall for such a scumbag?
From the moment we met, Ricky Lancaster hasn’t uttered a single word of concern. My
unborn child is utterly worthless in his eyes.
All he can say is, “You begged for this kid. You can raise it yourself after it’s born!”
People say the number of tears you cry after marriage is directly proportional to the amount of water that seeped into your brain before it.
I’ve cried so much this year I’m practically blind. I truly wonder just how much water I ha my head back then.
Watching him defend Jasmine Sue, I finally grasped that our vows of forever were nothing
more than a colossal joke.
4:08 pm G D D G.
Just then, I received a call from Isaac Hawthorn, saying he’d wrap up filming in three days and come get me so we could visit Grandma together.
I readily agreed.
After hanging up, I took the doctor’s advice to heart, adjusted my attitude, and focused on recovering, finally getting discharged from the hospital.
Isaac Hawthorn, wearing a baseball cap and mask, appeared at the hospital while I was packing.
I stared at him, dumbfounded. “Why are you back so early?”
Isaac Hawthorn looked at me, concerned. “I missed you, so I came back. Still hurting?” My face flushed; I’m still not used to such intimacy with him.
After I was discharged, we visited Grandma together.
To distract me, Isaac Hawthorn took me to the location of his endorsement event.
Ricky Lancaster and Jasmine Sue suddenly materialized before me, dripping with sarcasm “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t apologize? Now you’ve chased us all the way here.”
“Fine, just apologize already and go back to taking care of the cooking and cleaning.”
I frowned, about to say something.
Isaac Hawthorn approached me, holding a bouquet of flowers.
He took my hand, asking if I was tired.
In an instant, the air temperature plummeted. Ricky Lancaster’s face was ashen, his veins throbbing.
He stared at the million–dollar Diamond Ring on my left ring finger,
Finally, the realization dawned on him: I might actually be married.
4:08 pm G DOG
