Chapter 739 Misunderstanding (Part One)


    Sitting in the small dining room, Violet ate her delicious meal with relish, while Greg sat by, watching his


    wife with lots of affection.


    "Don''t miss a meal if you get angry next time, okay?" he lovingly admonished, looking her straight in


    the eyes. He reached out his left hand and lightly stroked her tousled hair dotingly.


    "I lost my appetite since you were away. So I didn''t eat anything," Violet exined casually, winking at


    her man. She thought to herself, ''Ain''t I ecstatic, just to have him around now.''


    "I''m sorry. It''s all my fault," Greg apologized as he stared into Violet''s eyes. ''I shouldn''t have left herst


    night. Even though I was angry, I shouldn''t have left her alone at home, '' he regretted.


    "Greg," Violet called tenderly as she put down her chopsticks. She turned to look at him before


    saying,"Don''t leave me alone, okay?" There was a mixture of softness and fear in her voice.


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    "I''ll never do that again. I promise I''ll stay with you," Greg promised, stroking her gently on the cheek.


    Since he left Violetst night, he had been restless. Even at the hospital today, he was absentminded.


    His life would suck without her, he thought.


    "I believe you," Violet responded, her face breaking into a bright smile.


    After dinner, Violet curled up on the couch watching TV. In the meanwhile, Greg did the dishes in the


    kitchen.


    When he finished up, he walked out to find Violet sleeping on the couch.


    Sidling up to Violet on tiptoe, he lifted her to his chest and carried her into the bedroom.


    Carefully, he put her on the bed. When Violet woke up, she found herself lying on the bed. She was


    sure she had fallen asleep on the couch, so he must have carried her to bed. But she wondered if she


    had slept so deeply that she hadn''t even woken up while he brought her to bed.


    "You didn''t sleep wellst night, did you?" asked Greg who was lying beside his wife. Looking at her


    puffy eyes, he felt concerned.


    "Yes. I guess I watched too much TV, even though I knew I was tired and needed sleep. I must have


    fallen asleep on the couch," Violet answered. Even though she had taken a nap, she still felt so drowsy.


    "Go back to sleep, sweetheart," Greg cooed. He tucked her inside the quilt and turned off the table


    "But I want to talk to you, Greg," Violet said softly, as she sweetly snuggled up against Greg''s chest.


    "Okay," he agreed, ready to answer her questions. He intended to tell her everything she wanted to


    know. She was his wife and he felt no need for keeping secrets from each other.


    "Where... Where did you sleepst night?" Violet asked. ''Where did he go after he left home?'' she


    wondered.


    "At home," Greg blurted.


    Violet knew Greg meant the Xiao family''s residence. "Did Dad and Aunt ask anything?" she asked


    tentatively.


    "No. I didn''t tell them anything," Greg answered.


    "Did Cassiee here for you, Greg?" Violet asked. Although she doubted her assumption, she still


    spoke it out. The woman''s appearance made her feel insecure.


    Taking in Violet''s gaze, he couldn''t bear lying to her. With a nod, he replied,"Yes. But I didn''t know she


    woulde here."


    "Now that she works in the XS hospital, you two will meet every day, right?" Violet asked, feeling


    extremely anxious.


    Shaking his head, Greg answered,"We do meet sometimes, but not every day."


    "I see," Violet whispered.


    With eyes still transfixed on Violet, Greg said firmly,"Have faith in me, Violet. You''re the only one I love.


    I will never turn my back on you to betray your love with another woman.''''


    "I know, Greg," Violet echoed with an air of confidence. From the time she had a fight with Greg, she


    had sat back and reflected on the whole situation. In the end, she decided it was wiser to follow her


    heart and take him at his word. That way, she could protect her family and seize her happiness.


    "We have been in love since long time ago. And our love has been pure and pretty as love could ever


    be. Genuine, unpretentious, and selfless. I can''t retract my promise to love you ever. I''ll always cherish


    and adore you, no matter what maye our way, for the rest of my life," Greg swore.


    "Ummm," Violet responded bashfully. Greg''s sweet words had so deeply touched her; she was left


    teary-eyed. But the words aside, she remembered hismitment in every little thing. She knew he


    was a man truly in love with her.


    With passion and tenderness in his eyes, Greg kissed softly on her lips.


    A week after the stormy disagreement, Violet and Greg''s life returned to normalcy. They returned to the


    quiet, happy couple again.


    In the morning, Violet blinked, lying on the bed and looked around the cozy bedroom. Even though she


    was alone, she smiled with contentment. She murmured to herself,"Greg must be working now."


    When she got up, she headed straight to the bathroom for a quick shower. Just as she reached for the


    hairdryer, she was interrupted by her phone ringing. With her hair still wet, she stepped out the


    bathroom to answer the call.


    Walking straight to the bedside table, she grabbed her phone, read the caller ID, and answered


    cheerfully.


    "Hello, Alice," Violet said dly.


    "Have you got up yet,zybones?" Alice asked in a naughty voice.


    "Of course, I''m up now. Besides, don''t call mezybones, Miss Alice. I''m not azy girl," Violet replied.


    ''Alice dared to call me that. I haven''t met her just for several days, but she starts to make fun of me like


    that, '' she mulled, pouting.


    "Don''t you lead such a happy life? Greg cooks for you every day and does all the housekeeping. You


    hardly do anything at home, but still, you say you ain''tzy, girl. Don''t I envy your lucky stroke?" Alice


    retorted in her typical stubborn fashion.


    "You don''t believe my words, Alice. You disappoint me," Violet snorted, pretending to be angry.


    "Of course, I don''t believe your words. It''s hard to believe, isn''t it?" Alice said. She then changed the


    subject. "You got thirty minutes. Dress up. Thirty minutester, I''ll drive by to pick you up. Then we can


    go out for lunch."


    "Seriously? Half an hour? I haven''t even dried my hair yet," Violet replied. Looking in the mirror, she


    gawked at her wet hair, lost in thought. ''It will take at least another half hour to get it done.''


    "So be quick. I''ll be there soon," Alice urged.


    "Well, I gotta go. See youter," Violet responded and ended the call. Immediately she put down the


    phone on the bed and quickly reached for her dryer. . .