Chapter 228
Felix, who had been following behind me and whom I had deliberately ignored, was unable to stand motionless much longer. That was why he finally spoke up.
It was a pity that his goal was to shatter my heart rather than educate me. I was unable to dodge his hurtful words.
It would’ve been fine if he hadn’t said anything. I could then act as though he never existed. Once I went into the apartment, he would leave and go on his own way. We wouldn’t need to get involved with each other.
But he insisted on speaking and even spoke in a tone that sounded like he was mocking me. It triggered my rebellious streak, making me want to lash out at him with the foulest insults imaginable. I wanted to make him feel what I was going through.
Unfortunately, I never learned any curse words from my parents. Since I never had the chance to acquire such an ability, I couldn’t vent my bitterness and anger well.
“Are you jealous? Rather than spreading rumors behind people’s backs, you ought to work on improving yourself. You look so childish.”
I didn’t even look at Felix when I spoke, let alone consider how my words might affect him.
My response wasn’t flawless, but it was the best I could come up with.
Helen didn’t come back, just as I had wished.
On my desk were some snacks, a glass of freshly squeezed juice, and a slice of chocolate cake. She wrote a few words on a blue note in her delicate handwriting.
“Gobble them all up. Wish me good luck tonight.”
I had no idea what she meant by that. Did she want good luck in work, money, or love? However, I was cooperative and devoured all the food.
Desserts could make a person happy. I felt great after I finished all of it.
I took out my phone and looked at it. There was no message. Colin had no intention of giving me an explanation.
I pulled out my half–completed painting and got to work.
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My phone was on the corner of my desk. Approximately once every ten minutes, I would glance at the phone.
Actually, I didn’t need to give it a look. Smartphones were so advanced. Notification tones would ring for text messages, phone calls, and even spam messages.
I glanced at my phone multiple times until late at night. My phone’s screen never lit up, and I could feel my neck getting tired from glancing over so many times.
In the past three hours, my phone rang twice. The first was a data usage reminder, and the other was a WhatsApp from Hannah. She had sent a video showcasing their unbridled singing abilities.
I pretended I didn’t see it because I wasn’t in the mood to respond to her.
But I truly wanted to voice my displeasure regarding the data usage reminder. Why would they send this kind of stuff at midnight? It would disturb me from adequate rest and make me misunderstand. It was simply too brutal.
When I finally made it to bed, it was after midnight.
My chat box with Colin had no new messages. The last message was from noon yesterday.
More than three hours had passed since I saw him holding a woman in his arms, but he failed to contact me or send me a message even after such a lengthy period.
Shouldn’t he explain things to me?
I picked up the phone and, clicked the familiar number. I really wanted to call Colin to find out more about their relationship, why they were hugging in public, and who that woman
was.
Did he do that to express something to me? Right before pressing the “call” button, I withdrew my finger.
I wasn’t his girlfriend. He didn’t need to explain anything to me. I didn’t own him, and I didn’t have the right to restrict his freedom.
I had no right to interfere, even if it meant he was acting ambiguously with another woman and might possibly be falling for her.
I wanted to ask, but I was afraid. It was an uneasy feeling.