Chapter 363


    At his answer, she raised an eyebrow skeptically. Tobias was evidently uninterested in the entire affair.


    They remained in their seats until the janitor looked at them meaningfully, prompting them to leave.


    Skr hurriedly followed Tobias out of the cinema.


    She held out her hand, but the man adamantly refused to take it. Inwardly, she marveled at Tobias’


    audacity. Throughout the film, he’d copped multiple feels in the darkness of the cinema. However, he’d


    returned to his callous self right after the lights came on.


    Can’t he even hold my hand? Skr agonized.


    At the exit, they ran into the pair that had been blissfully announcing their ns to the entire cinema. The


    girl was now squatting in a corner earnestly convincing her mother, saying, “Mom, I’m going to stay over


    at my ssmate’s house for the next two days. I won’t being home.”


    Skr felt a grudging sense of admiration for this young girl’s dedication to her rtionship. Not only did


    they have tost the night at a cybercafe, but they would also have to drag their wearied bodies, stained


    with the smell of beer and cigarettes, to a cheap hotel at the crack of dawn. The thought of the journey


    they would have to undertake was fatiguing enough.


    Ruefully, she supposed that the happiness the young couple got out of being together would be worth all


    that toil.


    Seeing Skr thus distracted, Tobias challenged her rudely, “Why are you always staring at other


    people? Are you envious of them? She’s got a boy toy to spend the weekend with. Is that what you’re


    lusting after?”


    Undeterred, Skr replied with a toss of her head, “Well, is mine willing to spend the weekend with me?”


    At her words, Tobias froze, wrinkling his handsome brow.


    He was not troubled by the fact that Skr had referred to him so dismissively, but rather that he was


    indeed unable to dedicate the entire weekend to her.


    They descended by elevator in silence. When the two of them stepped out into the chilly night air, a gust


    of cold wind blew past them. Tobias instinctively drew Skr into his warm arms, murmuring in a tender


    tone, “I know I don’t spend much time with you. I promise it’ll get better once this year is over.”


    Skr smiled but did not allow herself to be taken in that easily. After all, the year had only just


    begun. Who knows if I’ll still be with Tobias next year?


    Her mind shed back to the food she’d been preparing halfway that had since been left to grow cold.


    Unwilling to let it go to waste, she yearned to head back home toplete her preparations.


    Simrly, Tobias was ready to head home. He, too, had work left unfinished. The two of them thus


    agreed to proceed straight back.


    When they stepped into the house, however, Tobias immediately swept Skr up in his arms, hoisting


    her up into the air before setting her down on the top of a low dresser. He then spread her legs open and


    stood before her expectantly.


    In a hoarse voice, he said, “What are you waiting for? Do you need me to teach you how to share what’s


    on your mind? I was afraid that if I didn’t do something tonight, you’d be wondering if I was having


    somebody else on the side all over again.”


    Tobias had evidently taken Skr’s look of unhappiness throughout the day to heart.


    Skr wreathed her arms tightly around Tobias as he pressed himself against her.


    The next day, Skr visited Penelope at her home. “Skr, I need to tell you something. Brayden said


    he’s going to gift me this apartment,” Penelope whispered conspiratorially as she leaned in towards her


    friend.


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    Skr was certain that men who proimed that women looked their best when they were pregnant


    were telling the most barefaced lie possible.


    Surveying her best friend critically, Skr noted that Penelope had grown plump. Her greasy face was


    dotted with spots and her nostrils red.


    Dressed in dowdy, loose maternity clothing, Penelope looked a whole ten years older than the attractive


    girl Skr knew her to be. Compared to Zelda, Brayden’s wife, Penelope was worlds apart.


    Instead of congratting her, Skr prodded, “Do you think Brayden will marry you? Your belly is


    growingrger day by day. It isn’t easy being a single mother! You’re still young. Why don’t you look for


    someone faithful and reliable? Married men are dangerous creatures to get involved with.”


    Skr was not much older herself, but she spoke with the worldly wisdom of her elders. After all, with


    matters of children being born out of wedlock, the one who suffered the most was inevitably the mother.


    Thus, despite Tobias’ reassurances to the contrary, Skr always ensured that she dutifully took her birth


    control pills. The possibility of side effects was one she was more willing to risk than having to raise a


    child alone.


    Penelope smirked, maintaining her confidence. “You’re right. I’m young, so I think I’ll be able topete


    with his old hag of a wife! I’ve already decided that after this baby is born, I’ll immediately invest heavily


    in cosmetics to regain my youthful, radiant look. So what if Brayden’s married? He can always get


    divorced,” Penelope concluded contemptuously.