Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 22

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Needless to say, I didn‘t believe Christopher‘s sweet-nothings. Although we overstepped the boundary of friends, I was well aware that I was only using him to take revenge on Lyle. Besides, I had only done it because he was drunk and didn‘t give me a chance to say no that night. Moreover, I dared not think about the prospect of getting a divorce and marrying Christopher. After giving all my love and affection to Lyle, I was now left with nothing. Although I had feelings for Christopher, I knew it was merely due to the overwhelming loneliness and sorrow. Given that I didn‘t respond, Christopher didn‘t dwell on it and continued to hug me on the bed. He took off my clothes against my will, saying that sleeping naked was good for my health. Knowing that he wouldn‘t harm me, I let him have his way. As I was exhausted after crying for a long time, I eventually fell asleep in his arms. I had never imagined that I would sleep naked alongside a man who wasn‘t my husband. It felt surreal because we didn‘t actually do anything else other than sleeping. I had a sound sleep without any dreams. The moment I woke up, I heard a doctor and a nurse talking. Startled, I

opened my eyes to realize that Christopher had already left. When I looked down and saw that I was fully dressed, I heaved a sigh of relief.

Deep down, my impression of Christopher improved a lot. Not only was he thoughtful enough to consider things from all aspects, but he was also aware of my reservations about certain things. The doctor and nurse looked at me sympathetically when they noticed the bruises on my neck. I was unsure what they discussed, but I knew that I had become the talk of the hospital. I had stayed in the ward for almost a day, but Lyle was nowhere to be seen, and there wasn‘t even a single call from him. By then, I had given up on Lyle completely. When he finally visited me at night, I pulled a long face. ―Eve, I‘m so sorry for overreacting yesterday. Can you forgive me? By the way, I‘ve brought your favorite cake here.ǁ Lyle put the cake on the table and wore a warm smile as usual. I almost burst into laughter. You hit your wife and caused her to suffer severe blood loss, yet you have the cheek to say that you merely overreacted? Whenever he said such words in the past, I would feel moved. But now, all I felt was disgust. Since when did Lyle become so hypocritical? Well, perhaps I was blinded by love back then. ―Come and try this strawberry cake. I remembered that you liked it.ǁ Lyle took a chunk of the cake with a fork and put it near my mouth. Much to his surprise, I turned away and ignored him.

Every word he said yesterday was imprinted in my mind, and I couldn‘t pretend as though nothing happened. As expected, Lyle was irritated. He threw the fork away and asked impatiently, ―I‘ve apologized to you. What else do you want?ǁ He always apologized a few days after he mistreated me. Back then, I would be touched by his sweet words and forgive him very quickly. But now that I refused to compromise, he couldn‘t take it. I met his eyes calmly. Then, I tilted my head as I stared at the lipstick mark on his collar. ―When you apologize next time, remember to wipe away the lipstick marks left by other women. Then perhaps I‘ll pretend that nothing happened and forgive you.ǁ Lyle‘s expression turned grim as he took off his coat and saw the lipstick mark on his collar. As though he wanted to conceal his awkwardness, he coughed and explained, ―Nothing happened between Bianca and me. Please don‘t misunderstand us.ǁ How could he still have the cheek to claim that nothing happened when they have already slept together? I watched silently as he put on a show. Since we had a fallout yesterday, it didn‘t make sense for Lyle to give in and apologize to me. As such, I believed that there was an ulterior motive behind what he was doing now. ―She‘s a staff in my company. As my secretary, it‘s only normal that she tags along with me to meet clients and

have dinner together.ǁ ―Does that mean your secretary is supposed to entertain you too?ǁ I interrupted Lyle and raised my eyebrows.