He’s back?

“When did he get back?”

“Around five o’clock.”

I wasn’t sure whether to cry or to laugh from the sheer absurdity.

If he had come back so early, it meant that he was anxious to have dinner with me, as was written on the note. If he had never once come upstairs to the bedroom, it meant that he still felt resentful.

Forget it.

I smiled weakly at Flora. “You guys go ahead. I’m not hungry.”

Maybe it would be easier on both of us if we didn’t see each other.

Flora opened her mouth as if to say something, but kept quiet and went back downstairs.

I went back to the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep but to no avail.

The room gradually grew darker and darker as I stared blankly into space.

The bedroom door swung open, and I instantly shut my eyes closed. I heard heavy footsteps and breathing, and I knew it was him.

There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom as I kept my eyes shut, knowing that he had just exited the bathroom.

He sat down on his side of the bed. I assumed that he was going to sleep in the study tonight.

the weight of the mattress shift below me and heard the sound of the bedside lamp

breathing slowly filled the

the sound of Ashton’s soft breathing, I guessed that he was deep

eyes, freezing in place when my gaze met

forward and wrapped me in his embrace. “Flora said that you threw up your breakfast this morning, and that you didn’t eat anything for the rest of the day,”

wasn’t hungry,” I argued, my body stiff in

staring into my soul. “Scarlett, I’m a man. You can’t blame me for losing

was talking

I nodded silently.

to me, pressing his face into the

my back, slowly but surely working the stiffness out of my body. “What

stop, I went on, “If it was about the baby, then

my mouth.

to continue talking for fear that the pain would

asleep that night listening

When I came to the next day, there was a large bouquet of balloon flowers on the bedside table. The faint fragrance that wafted from it lifted

the flowers: Eat your meals.

the heart has a home, the person will always return no

out of bed to wash up. Downstairs, Flora seemed to be

prepared and set out on the table. I didn’t want to eat it, but Ashton was probably

little bit of the

was heading out, Flora scurried after me. “Are you going

I nodded.

said, “May I ask where you’re going? Mr. Fuller said to inform him

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