Chapter 1732


    Cheeks flushed with the sting of her p, Felix bore the imprint of her hand - five red marks.


    Regret flickered across her face; never before had she struck him with such force. But the rage


    simmering in her chest refused to dissipate, and tears welled in her eyes.


    “I held on, Felix! Now you''re dumping me? What happened to our promises? What about everything


    you assured me of before?”


    He dabbed at the corner of his mouth, his expression calm.


    “Promises? Oh, that was just lip service, Carol. Besides, you can be pretty dramatic yourself.”


    Her hand connected with his face again, harder this time, swelling his cheek. It was Carol doing the


    hitting, but it was as if she was the one who couldn''t see clearly, her vision fogged with unshed tears


    that began to fall.


    Felix touched his reddening face, his voice even more detached, “Let''s just end it here.”


    He turned to leave, but Carol''s arms wrapped around him from behind.


    “Don''t break up with me. Where did I go wrong? If you don''t tell me, how can I know? Are you


    dumping me because I can''t cook? I can learn, Felix. I don''t want us to end.”


    Her grip was tight, painfully so, but the real pain seemed to stem from somewhere deeper within


    him.


    Felix''s lips pressed into a thin line, the recent text from Abner causing a ripple in his otherwise


    cid demeanor. But it quickly settled, returning to the stillness of an unfathomable ocean.


    Carol mistook his silence for capittion and was about to soften her words, to apologize, when she


    felt his hand on hers. With a forceful twist, he pried her fingers loose.


    Carol was already short-fused, her anger ring anew.


    “Oh, I see how it is, Felix. You think you''re such a catch, huh? Fine, go then! We''re done! Let me tell


    you, I can find someone better in a heartbeat, but you''ll never find anyone as amazing as me


    again!”


    She shoved him away and stormed into her bedroom, mming the door so hard the walls seemed


    to shake.


    Outside the bedroom, Felix didn''t hesitate before leaving. Behind the door, Carol listened intently for


    any sign of his return, but there was only silence. No footsteps.


    She had assumed he woulde crawling back soon enough. When they had first gotten together,


    she had endured some grievances for his sake, but as time went on, Felix had been attentive,


    catering to her every whim, and they had rarely argued. And now, she had pped him, not once


    but twice.


    Who else would put up with such a temper? Regret washed over her as she peeked through the


    crack in the door, only to find darkness in the living room. Felix was gone, and he''d even turned off


    the lights.


    Fuming, Carol switched the lights back on and dashed into the hallway. Empty. He was probably


    already outside the apartmentplex by now.


    Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her phone to call him. One call ignored. She called again, still no


    answer.


    Trembling with rage, she went back to the living room and slumped onto the sofa, eyes falling on a


    discarded shrimp in the trash. She felt aggrieved and hoodwinked by whatever spell he''d cast on


    her.


    All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    Sure, he was handsome, but what else? Her gaze drifted to the kitchen, remembering the meals


    he''d prepare, and her resentment melted away in an instant.


    Actually, Felix had so many merits. One moment she was furious, the next she was justifying his


    every action, torturing herself with the contradictions.


    She snapped a picture of her legs, and sent it to him.


    [It''s freezing. I''m so mad I can''t sleep. Guess I''ll crash on the couch tonight. Don''t worry about me.


    We''re broken up, after all.]


    [The weather''s as bleak as my mood. I think I''m catching a cold - you know how weak my


    constitution is.]


    [Didn''t even have dinner. Now my stomach hurts. If you really cared about me, could you stand to


    see me suffer? Guess I was wrong about you.]


    [Why aren''t you replying? Did you block me?]


    Message after message sank into the void, with no response.


    She was shaking with fury to the point where she started feeling the heat, biting her lip hard. She


    wanted to confront him, to p him again - for two ps hadn''t been nearly enough to quell her


    anger.


    Determined to punish herself, she spent the night on the couch, shivering until morning when she


    awoke dizzy and disoriented.


    Sick for the first time in ages, she fired off another message.


    [Got a fever. I''m so pitiful. Fought with Dad, and now someone wants to break up with me.]


    Meanwhile, Felix, carrying a bouquet of flowers, had already made his way to Listina''s hospital


    room.