Chapter 8
Leslie always emitted an air of aloofness, cold and detached, perpetually enveloped in a mist that obscured any clear perception of him.
Surprisingly, he turned out to be quite considerate. At least he didn’t leave her alone in the hospital.
Recalling the past, there was a night when she stayed up late working on a proposal until her stomach ached.
Afraid to let her parents know, she had called Seth to take her to the hospital.
However, upon arriving, he mentioned having to meet a client and left her alone in the
hospital without completing the check–up.
Later, she learned that the so–called client was just Seth’s friend, and they spent the afternoon playing board games.
Seth explained that friends could help him introduce clients.
She empathized with Seth’s ambition to climb the corporate ladder and didn’t argue much.
After all, men needed to have career ambitions.
Looking back now, perhaps Seth never even took her seriously back then.
Fortunately, she saw through it.
Ding! The ringing of the call bell above her head brought Aurelia back to the present.
A nurse removed the needle from the little student across the room, and the mother–son duo waved at her before leaving.
Aurelia returned the wave and looked outside, wondering where Leslie had gone.
Her phone on the bedside table rang as she was thinking about it.
Seeing an unfamiliar number and worried it might be a new client, she answered immediately, “Hello, may I ask who’s calling?”
“Who are you?” Came a hesitant voice from the other end.
“Aren’t you looking for me? I’m…”
Before Aurelia could finish her sentence, the phone was forcefully taken away and abruptly hung up.
Holding the phone, Leslie pressed hard enough that his fingertips turned white, indicating his
anger.
“Aurelia, please get your identity straight. Marrying you was just to make my mom happy. Don’t attempt to meddle in my affairs.”
His voice was cold. Each word sent a chill through Aurelia.
“No, I…”
is in the parking lot downstairs.
to the
and a bowl of porridge were placed on
began searching for her bag
as she reached
truly didn’t know that was your phone. Our phones
client. If you don’t believe me,
phone, she discovered that Leslie had
the phones
was it for leaving their phone lying around without
who was
was she so angry upon hearing
dwell on it,
the porridge caught her
first before worrying
to the office. Daniel swiftly approached as
permit you requested is ready,”
the people below not to reveal my identity. Also, go find a
my place,” Leslie
“The mansion?” Daniel inquired.
Get someone to make sure it becomes.
for a moment,
need to worry about that.
“Alright, I’ll
the office, leaning against the window as he
white smoke enveloped him,
pondered Aurelia’s unexpected intrusion, anger
a woman to stay with him. He hoped Aurelia would be sensible
to retreat.
by the vibration of
you a few technical questions just now but a woman answered the phone. Did she pick up
each word carefully chosen,
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you have?” Leslie responded in a formal
it,” came the
up the call,
person’s status on the screen could be seen as typing, but
finished her porridge, waited for another half–hour, and finally completed
a cotton ball against her arm, she descended
carried a chill, making her shiver as she headed towards the parking lot, searching for her car
navigation, she arrived at Leslie’s residential area. She was slightly surprised
earn
Seacester, the convenient transportation, and
residence was a relatively
wondered how much this
security guard approached, inquired about the situation, and then raised
the parking space for Building Eight according to the signs,
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