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Chapter 103 Being Haunted

    Chapter 103 Being Haunted


    “My decision over my divorce has nothing to do with you! Leo, I do appreciate your concern about me.


    But there is nothing else I am gonna pay you besides appreciation. Please, leave me alone for the sake


    Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    of our family bond, Thank you!”


    After saying that, I stood up and added, “Thank you for the tea. It’s gettingte. I gotta go now.” Before


    he could utter, I straightly walked out of the box.


    As soon as I stepped out of the door, I heard cups being smashed on the ground inside the box. But I


    didn’t stop. Then I walked down the corridor and headed downstairs.


    Diana was waiting for me in the lobby. Seeing me, she trotted to me and asked worriedly, “Are you


    alright? Did he threaten you?”


    I held her trembling hands and shook my head, “No. It’s gettingte. Let’s go back home.”


    She raised her head to cast a glimpse mixed with great horror at the second floor, where there stood


    Leo as he walked out of the box. He silently gazed at us with a gloomy and horrible-looking face.


    Diana couldn’t help grabbing my hands harder. She then nodded, “Alright, let’s go home.”


    Then she led me out of the café without looking back.


    As we got back to the amodation, it had been in the small hours. After washing ourselves up, we


    went to bed together. I found it hard to sleep alone as some kinds of horror had been haunting me


    recently. Thanks to Diana, I finally fell asleep with her by my side.


    As Hensley Town was famous for its nice weather, the sun shone brightly in the next morning. At 7:00


    AM, a ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap between curtains. The light spots scattered around


    the room, looking amazing.


    I kept gazing at the ceiling nkly for a while. Then the phone on the night table began to buzz. I


    reached out my head to grab it and checked the caller’s number, which seemed to be quite familiar to


    me.


    But I couldn’t tell who it was within seconds. So I picked it up, “Hello?”


    “Where are you?” a cold but familiar voice sounded. I paused and realized that it was Mario. I couldn’t


    help eximing, “Doctor Mario?”


    I was surprised at his cold voice as he always talked to me with gentle manners.


    Mario seemed to pause for seconds. Then his voice softened a bit, “ra? You are now with Diana?”


    I took a look at the phone. Not until then did I notice that it was Diana’s.


    I paused out of surprise and replied, “How are you doing these days?”


    I heard from Luis that he had been kept in ICU. And now he should recover. I was about to ask


    something about Dennis. But I still held it back.


    “Well, I have gone through all kinds of surgeries. Marcus told me what happened to the George Group.


    Don’t worry. I will be back to Newton Town tomorrow. Then I will have a talk with Dennis.” His voice


    sounded soft. I could tell he was trying tofort me.


    I nodded, feeling a bit relieved, “I am fine. But I have left Newton Town. I will be return in a few days.”


    “Where are you?” he asked. Perhaps he himself was aware of his anxious tone just now. So he paused


    and continued, “Are you leaving for a few days to rx yourselves?”


    I didn’t notice something wrong. So I replied, “Yeah, we are rxing ourselves in Hensley Town.”


    Diana, who was sleeping next to me, was woken up by our conversation. She turned around to look at


    me. She said with slightly hoarse voice, “Who’s calling?”


    I whispered to answer, “Doctor Mario. He is calling for you.” While saying, I handed her the phone.


    A sudden change appeared on her expression. She took the phone, got off the bed and walked to the


    balcony.


    I stood up as well to grab my phone. I took a look at it but found no text from Dennis.


    I held back the sense of depression growing in my mind. Then I walked into the bathroom to wash


    myself up.


    As I walked out of the bathroom, Diana looked at me with a worried face.


    I paused and then asked, “What’s wrong?”


    “You told him we are here in Hensley Town?”


    I nodded. But soon I realized something unusual. So I asked tentatively, “You are pregnant with the


    baby of Doctor Mario?”


    “No!” her denial slipped out of her mouth. She paused and added, “I need to wash myself up. Pack up


    your stuffs. We are leaving for a vige to stay for a few days.”


    I was rendered stunned, “What? Why the vige? We have just arrived in Hensley Town.”


    “Dennis should be back to Newton Town. Why not return to meet him and have a clear talk?” she


    looked a bit sullen while saying. Then she continued weakly, “ra, I wanna get my life free from them.


    Though you have resigned from the George Group, you can still return to spend the rest of your life


    with Dennis if you find it hard to leave him. If you decide to let it go, let’s leave together and stay away


    from them, will you?”


    Of course, she was referring to Dennis and Mario.


    As decisive as she had been, I never doubted if she would hesitate once she was determined.


    I paused, feeling a fearful mess in my heart. Should I continue my marriage with Dennis? But I would


    never forget about the story between him and Olivia—including the past, the present and the future.


    However, once I decided to leave Dennis, I still failed to let go of my feelings. And the baby in my belly


    also contributed to part of the reason. I couldn’t bear to deprive my baby of the love of father.


    Seeing that I went nk, she sighed, “Alright. You should continue with your marriage with Dennis.


    After all, you won’t be determined enough to leave him before your disappointment grows to the point.”


    She paused and entered the bathroom, speechless.


    While walking out, she rubbed to dry her hair. Then she said to me, “What do you want to eat?”


    “Whatever.” Actually, I rather admired her for her decisive attitude. When it came to make decisions, I


    always disappointed myself because of indecision.


    Hensley Town was indeed a nice ce for living. Everyone here was enjoying a rxed pace of life


    with rtively low cost for both necessities and housing. The weather was moderate. The food here


    varies a lot and it tasted nice. Wonderful scenery could be seen all over the ce in both downtown


    and uptown area.


    In spring, the whole city would be decorated with Sakura while summer would be beatified with


    jacaranda. As autumn arrived, golden maple leaves gilt every inch of the city while white snow painted


    silver in winter.


    No wonder Mario once rmended me to live here.


    As a foodie plus with pregnancy, Diana, who had been free from the burden of diet and also the


    morning sickness, had been indulging herself in all kinds of food with me during these two days.


    A few dayster, Diana nned to leave for a vige. But I didn’t go with her.


    No matter what the story in the future would be, I still deemed it necessary to make it clear with Dennis.


    I got a train ticket back to Newton Town while Diana to the vige. We separated in the railway station. I


    got into the train and found my seat next to the window.


    I still remembered a country music repeated in my hometown when I was young, the lyrics of which


    was about separation from friends. At that time, I couldn’t tell why it was so popr among adults.


    Now I knew it symbolized the youth of that generation, who spent their young age during a period of


    time when written letters still yed a main role inmunication.


    Perhaps I was being lost in thought, not until I turned my head and saw his clear-cut face when the


    train started did I notice that Leo actually sat next to me.


    “ra, what a coincidence!”


    I turned my head aside to avoid seeing his smile, feeling annoyed. Of course, as a man adept at IT, it


    was just a piece of cake for him to get a ticket for the seat next to mine.


    “Leo, what do you want?” I deemed myself too mediocre to have his infatuation lingering.


    He didn’t give out a quick answer. Instead, he looked out of the window and said casually, “Sense of


    belonging.”


    Sense of belonging?
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