Chapter 75


    Christopher… I recited his name silently. Suddenly, the car lights from far away shed. Focusing my


    gaze on it, I realized that it was Christopher’s BMW under the dim light of themps.


    Thinking I was seeing things, I rubbed my eyes forcefully, trying my best to see it clearly. As if


    Christopher could sense what I was thinking, the owner of the car shed the car lights again.


    For a moment, I felt like my surroundings were awash with light again, enveloping my face. Hope was


    right in front of me. I was so excited that I had an urge to jump down and hug him. Even my hand,


    which was gripping my phone, was trembling.


    A text message popped up on my phone. You fool, why did you call now? What if someone overhears


    you?


    Only then did I realize that he did not pick up the call because he was thinking on my behalf. All my


    anxiety and unease flew away in an instant. Holding onto my phone, I grinned foolishly toward the


    window and sent another message: Do you know the story between nes and love?


    When I was young, I saw it on the television. Back then, I thought that the female character in the


    drama was adorable and impressive. Although she was as foolish as me, she understood such


    philosophical stuff.


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    Christopher sent me a confused emoji. Is it a fairytale? You already have a prince, so why are you still


    thinking about fairytales?


    I replied: It’s because I met a prince that I have even more faith in fairytales. You fool, it’s gettingte.


    Go back home quickly.


    Christopher then messaged: Can you bear for me to leave?


    I replied exasperatedly: I haven’t saved the world yet. When I aplish such an amazing feat, I’ll


    come and pick you up in grandeur.


    Christopher sent another reply quickly: Don’t worry, I’ve got some tricks up my sleeves. Sleep now and


    remember not to kiss him. Otherwise, I’ll beat him up.


    Chuckling, I told him to leave first and that I wanted to watch him leave. The man shed the carmps


    three times, signaling that he was going to leave first. Only then did he drive away. Gazing at his car, I


    smiled.


    It was my fortune to have such a man for me to rely on during my lowest point. I did not know what the


    oue would be between Christopher and me, but at the very least, he was the only glimmer of hope


    in my life now.


    Instead of leaving the bedroom to wash up, Iy on the bed with my clothes on. A momentter,


    Christopher messaged me and asked: Do you know what shing the carmps thrice means?


    I blinked. Are we asking each other a question from a fairytale? Not knowing the answer, I was about to


    ask him when I heard urgent knocking on the door and Lyle’s furious yells. He said that if I did not open


    the door, he would kick the door open just like what he did in the afternoon at the apartment. I had no


    choice but to open it.


    The moment Lyle entered, he pushed me onto the bed. His hands started roaming on my body almost


    instantly. The memories of when he tried to force himself upon me were still crystal clear. Shoving him


    away forcefully, I mocked, “So you called me back because you want to force yourself upon me again?


    Did your mistress fail to satisfy you?”


    The man raised his arm, wanting to p me. I did not avoid him, nor did I even intend to dodge it.


    Instead, I stared at him coldly. In the end, he did not p me. He wrapped his arms around me,


    copsed onto the bed, and hugged me tightly.


    “I’m really happy you saved me that day. You still love me. Let’s spend the rest of the days we have


    together happily, okay? We shall forget about the past.”


    I did not reply to his words. If I spoke, I would only rebuke him with harsh words. There was no point in


    arguing endlessly.


    Before the peace could continue for a second more, Lyle’s phone rang. He continued hugging me,


    perfectly ying the part of a gentle and loving husband. After rejecting the call, his phone rang two


    more times. When I saw his conflicted expression, I felt ufortable.


    “Are you sure you aren’t going to pick the call up? There might be an emergency.”


    At thatment, Lyle got up. Noticing my calm expression, he nced at his phone and answered it,


    unable to hold himself back. When he heard the voice on the phone, his expression changed. Dragging


    me outside, he broke into a run and demanded, “Hurry up! We need to go to the hospital.”