Chapter 88


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    Sydney’s POV


    I frowned when I checked the time. I hadn’t thought that Lucas would be involved in the family


    matters discussion until the door was jammed close with Lucas‘ back at me.


    I decided to wait at the door of the conference room. I paced up and down the hallway, loitered at


    the door but he still was not outside yet.


    Suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open and Lucas stomped out. He seemed angry as he


    was walking with so much force.


    “Lucas,” I called but he didn’t stop.


    I ran after him. When I was at an arm’s length behind him, I reached out and grabbed his shoulder.


    “Come on, stop walking. “He


    He stopped walking and I quickly walked around him to stand before him. He had an indifferent


    gaze as he looked down at him and my heart skipped a bit in fear. Fear of what?


    I’m sorry. I didn’t choose to support you.”


    “I told you to remain silent and we agreed that you would,” his voice was tinged with a mix of


    betrayal and confusion.


    Well, I did not agree to remain silent, he instructed me to do it. I wanted to tell him that but


    whatever. It wasn’t like it would make him forgive me. So I said instead, “I’m sorry. It’s jus


    that I promised Doris first, you know, she asked me to watch Mark’s back and I promised him that I


    would.”


    “And when is that?” He asked irritably.


    The time we went to the hospital together.”


    He didn’t say anything for a while, he just regarded me until I was starting to think there was


    something on my face. And I had to toy with my fingers to keep my hands busy. I wanted to pull him


    to me and k*ss him and tell him that he didn’t need to bother himself with anything but I’m pretty


    sure he’d push me away if I tried to touch him or go closer to him.


    My heart squeezed in my ch*st at the way he looked at me and I had to swallow to stop the tears


    from falling. The tenderness in his eyes when he looked down at me, the warmth..they weren’t


    there.


    “Lucas?” I whispered.


    As he continued to give me that long look, something that I couldn’t quite decipher shed in his


    eyes, then it was gone as soon as it came. Then he smiled and my heart broke even more because


    the smile didn’t reach his eyes; his eyes didn’t twinkle like they usually do. The smile was nd and


    I wished I could just wipe it off his face.


    “It’s okay, Syd.” He shrugged nonchntly, “Maybe this is the helplessness in the business world.”


    His smile twitched and he added, “I often wonder though, if our childhood memories can ever match


    your marriage with Mark.”


    “What?” My brows creased in confusion. When did we migrate from business to childhood.


    memories and marriage?


    “Even before now, you always seemed so concerned about Mark. You im that the divorce was


    what you wanted, yet you kept tabs on the man who made your marriage life miserable.”


    I felt the V on my forehead deepened, “I never kept tabs on Mark. I don’t keep tabs on –” “Maybe,


    we should take a break.”


    My heart skipped a beat and my words froze in my m*uth. Now where’s thating from?


    I tried to calm my fast beating heart. He said maybe, so it was still negotiable.


    “Why would we do that?”


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    He shrugged and opened his m*uth to speak but I interrupted him. “You don’t love met


    anymore, is that it? The love you always proim you have for me us gone so now you want to


    break up with me?”


    He gave me another look then smiled again. I swear I wanted to p that smile off his face.


    “Sydney, Mark wants me back to Italy, maybe this is a good opportunity for us to think about this


    question.”


    I took a step back and looked at him. I mean I seriously looked at him. I was so shocked by his


    words that everything flew out of my head.


    “Mark wants you, I finally blurted out. “Tell me Lucas, when did Mark start telling you what he wants


    you to do and when did you start listening to him?” Because all of these weren’t making


    any sense.


    “Okay. I have to go back to Italy.”


    I looked at him incredulously. “Why?”


    “Because I want to?”


    “Lucas,” I hated that my voice quivered but I went on anyway, “Are you saying that you’re going


    back to Italy alone?”


    I remembered the countless times he had asked me toe with him whenever he was going


    back. I had always told him to give me time. Eventually, he promised to take me to Italy to see


    where he lived all these years that we weren’t together, and now he wanted to go back alone. What


    does this mean? Am I being abandoned again? I finally found the man of my dreams, now this? So


    much for ‘I’ll never ever let you go again.


    He stuck his hand in his pocket. Even though he was standing a few feet from me, I could see him


    drifting far away from me.


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    He nodded and looked into my eye as he responded, “Yes, I am going back alone. If I figure it out,


    I’ll contact you.”


    “If!” I said incredulously. “What’s this, Lucas?” My voice trembled, “Some kind of business deal?” He


    threw his face away and I wanted to hold his face and look into his eyes and see that he was joking.


    He’dugh out loud and I would too. Then he’d k*ss me and we’d go home. But I couldn’t hold his


    face and look into his eyes because all thetter would not happen unless I wanted to be


    delusional.


    I swallowed and took a step forward. Even though my heart was sinking and all I wanted to do was


    run down the hallway, find a restroom and bawl out my eyes there, I managed to croak out,


    Then I… can I go to the airport to see you off?” I stammered.


    “No need.” Lucas immediately answered in a cl*pped tone. His response was definite.


    And with that, he walked past me and walked down the hallway in long strides without a backward


    nce.


    A lone tear slid down my cheeks as I watched his retreating figure. Just like that, he was gone


    again. It felt like I was hit on the face with a metal bucket and I shuffled closer to the wall to steady


    myself, thankful that I was alone in the hallway.


    I leaned my head against the wall and sniffed quietly, unable to stop the tears from dropping. For


    the umpteenth time, I regretted my decision ining for this stupid meeting. If I had. listened to


    Grace, all of these would not have happened; I wouldn’t have witnessed this foreign side to Lucas;


    the side that made me now wonder if it was Lucas that just broke up with me or someone else.


    My hands shook as I unlocked my phone, sniffing. My sniffs were getting louder and I didn’t want


    anyone seeing me like this. My fingers trembled as I dialed Grace’s phone number. Suddenly,


    someone cleared their throat. I looked up, my vision slightly blurred by the tears that clouded in my


    eyes to see Mark leaning against the doorframe of the conference room. How long has he been


    there?


    I stood upright. “What now?” I folded my arms across my ch*st to hide my trembling hands.


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    “How satisfying do you find watching me make a fool of myself? I bet you’ve been waiting to mock


    me I tried to make my voice sound clear and calm, angry even. Maybe I could pour out all the anger


    I couldn’t direct towards Lucas for dumping him into whatever stupid conversation he was about to


    have with me.


    Instead of a snarkyeback, Mark surprised me when he sighed. His eyes didn’t hold that


    mocking or mischievous glint I expected to find there.


    There was azy aura to the way he looked at me, a tenderness that confused me was directed at


    me


    “How could I mock you?” With a serious expression, he said, I’vepletely fallen in love with you.


    In this game of love, you’vepletely won. From now on, I have no deception, no trickery for you,


    onlyplete submission.”


    Okay! He definitely lost his memory and I just pitied him more. I just hope he doesn’t go about


    mboyantly dering his love to random girls and women.


    He pushed himself away from the doorframe and awkwardly remained before the door. I thought the


    silence that descended made this even weirder until he started to fiddle with his fingers.


    Okay. What?


    Realizing his unusual action, he quickly stopped fiddling with his fingers and dug them into his


    pocket. As if he didn’t know what to do with his hands and himself, he removed his hands from his


    pocket before he dug one of his hands back in and took out a cigarette and a lighter.


    I watched as he prepared to light the cigarette. Heughed nervously and said jokingly, his words


    slightly muffled because of the cigarette between his l*ps. “Say something, your silence makes my


    confession sound like a joke.”


    “Don’t smoke, the doctor just told me I’m pregnant.”