Chapter 83


    Chapter 83


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    Rosalie went back to her rental home, looking disheveled. From the day she left on New Year’s Eve to


    today, it had just been a few days. But it seemed like she had experienced a lifetime in those few days.


    Looking at the narrow and tiny rental home, it felt like there was a coldness in the air. Rosalie couldn’t


    help but smile bitterly. Front now on, she would be staying here alone again.


    No one would apany her, chat with her in the dead of night, or call her Rosalie with a smile


    anymore!


    She took a change of clothes, washed off her mess first, and then began to


    an up t


    the house.


    Although Jonathan had only stayed at Rosalie’s ce for a short while, he had left many traces of him


    in the room. The te, cutlery, towels, toothbrushes, clothes, and shoes he had used…


    She sorted out all these things one by one and finally put them all into a cardboard box.


    “Why don’t I just throw them away? These things will only eat up space if I leave them like this, thought


    Rosalie. But she would rather keep it like this. It was ridiculous, the way she still missed the days she


    had spent with Jonathan.


    Jon was obviously just an illusion. It was just someone fake that Jonathan had created. But… her


    feelings for Jon were true! Rosalie was so happy when she had Jonathan in her life as if she could


    finally no longer be alone.


    Rosalie finally picked up the unfinished gloves she had put on the bedside. She originally thought of


    waiting until after the New Year before finding time to continue and finish the gloves and letting


    Jonathan wear them. But now… There won’t be a chance anymore for her to finish the gloves.


    Rosalie threw the gloves, the needles, and the woolen yarn into the cardboard box. Then she sealed


    the carton with tape and put it in the corner of her house.


    “In the future, I will still have to live alone. Jon was just one of my dreams,” Rosalie told herself.


    That night, she didn’t turn off the light but fell asleep with it on. In the past, when she had just left


    prison, and there was no Jonathan, she had slept with the lights on because the darkness reminded


    her of her time in jail.


    Butter, after Jonathan started living with her, without realizing when it happened, she realized she


    could fall asleep without turning on the lights.


    And now this habit had to be brought back.


    In the evening. Rosalie called Lillian and told Lillian she had returned to her rental home.


    “Will you be at the rental home tomorrow? I’lle and see you,” Lillian said.


    “Yes, I will be here,” said Rosalie. “It seems that I have no other ce I can go to except for the rental


    home, thought Rosalie. Rosalie couldn’t sleep the whole night. Anytime she closed her eyes, all she


    could see was Jonathan’s face. There seemed to be a smell of blood in her mouth that could not be


    dispersed.


    She gargled many times that night, but the feeling of having blood in her mouth was still so clear.


    The following day, Lillian came to Rosalie’s rental home. Seeing Rosalie looking tired, Lillian asked


    hurriedly, “I just saw the news this morning. I heard that after you left the hospital, you were besieged


    by some people at the hospital entrance. Are you hurt?”


    Rosalie shook her head and said, “I only looked slightly disheveled. I didn’t get hurt.”


    Looking at the self-mockery on Rosalie’s face, Lillian felt angry and heartbroken. The people who had


    besieged her and were hurling abuse at her didn’t know anything. How could they treat an innocent


    person in that manner? They felt heartbroken that Rosalie clearly was not drunk that night, yet she was


    convicted of driving under the influence. The physical evidence and the confession of those witnesses


    were something they still couldn’t understand to date. “Those people are honestly too harsh. Who are


    they to treat you like that? Why do they get to stand on the moral high ground and criticize others?


    They don’t even know anything,’ said Lillian angrily.


    Rosalie replied calmly, “None of this is a big deal for me.”


    Lillian thought of the wounds on Rosalie’s body and couldn’t help sighing. After Rosalie was released


    from prison, Lillian saw those injuries on her friend’s body. There were many old wounds as well as


    some new ones. Although Rosalie never told Lillian what had happened in jail, Lillian could more or


    less guess what had happened.


    “I’m afraid Rosalie had suffered a lot in prison, thought Lillian.


    “Is Jon really Jonathan?” asked Lillian, wanting to change the topic.


    “That’s right. Rosalie nodded.


    “But… Since he is Jonathan, how could he pretend to be a vagrant and stay with you at this rental


    home for so long?” asked Lillian. She couldn’t figure it out at all. “It cannot be that Jonathan has a


    fetish, right? thought Lillian


    This was all just a game for him,” said Rosalie bitterly. When Rosalie had heard Jonathan say this


    himself, she had felt a sense of suffocation.


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    Jonathan, who had been so kind to her, would warm her hands for her, wait for her, and listen quietly to


    herints. But it was just the illusion he created as a game. How ridiculous it was, but how


    realistic it had seemed!


    Just a game?” repeated Lillian in confusion.


    “Yeah. Rich people like them probably feel bored with their lives, so they want to y a game to kill


    time,” said Rosalie in a


    low voice


    Lillian didn’t know how tofort Rosalie for a moment. She knew that what Rosalie hated and feared


    the most was deception.


    Jonathan had undoubtedly given Rosalie a heavy blow.


    Rosalie looked up and smiled at Lillian. “Tm fine. Don’t worry about me. Besides. I have nothing to do


    with him now. He should be done with his game now. Anyway, for me, there was no loss. It’s just that I


    have returned to my lonely life again.


    said Rosalie.


    But her smile made Lillian feel like bursting into tears. “Then I’ll move in with you,” whispered Lillian.


    “You don’t need to do that, Lillian. I don’t like you getting into a conflict with your family over me again,”


    said Rosalie. “I know of your kindness toward me. Plus, I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to feel guilty


    toward you in the future when we are interacting with each other, right? I already owe you too much.


    Lillian.”


    “You don’t owe me anything, alright? So don’t say that. We are best friends! In the past, when someone


    lost their money in ss, everyone thought it was me who stole it. Only you believed me and helped


    me catch the thief together. At that time, you believed me and helped me, Rosalie. So, now, I will also


    believe you, and I want to help you!” said Lillian


    Since that incident that year, Lillian had decided to be Rosalie’s best friend for the rest of her life!


    “Thank you, murmured Rosalie. When Rosalie had helped Lillian back then, it had been a piece of


    cake. What Lillian was giving back to her now was above and beyond.


    “By the way, what’s y


    your next n?” asked Lillian.


    “What else can I do? I’ll continue to work in the Environment and Sanitation Administration after the


    new year,” said Rosalie.


    “But the matter of you being besieged at the hospital entrance had been posted online. By now, the


    Environment and Sanitation Administration will have known what happened three years ago. Will your


    colleagues treat you…” said Lillian worriedly.