Chapter 3527 Floyd Is Sad
Suddenly, Floyd felt as though the roar of an ancient god of lightning struck him.
He thought he had heard Gloria wrong. Are my ears malfunctioning? It has to be, right? Why else would she be saying a thing like that?
“What did you just say, Gloria? I didn’t hear it correctly!” he asked again.
“I said, ‘why aren’t you dead yet?”‘ Gloria enunciated word by word.
It was like thunder exploding in his mind.
Floyd heard every single one of her words clearly, and each of them felt like cannonballs firing at him.
Boom!
He almost vomited blood when he heard that. What? She’s wondering why I’m not dead yet? If she’s repeating the same thing, that means I’m not hearing her wrong! Does she really want me to die? I can’t believe it.
His eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. This is unbelievable! Utterly impossible! I thought when I told her about my horrible experience, she would show sympathy and ask me how I felt. Doesn’t it make more sense for her to ask me if I’m hurt before comforting me?
The reason Floyd told Gloria his terrible experience was because he wanted to draw sympathy and attention from her, much like how a child would tell their parents they were hurt.
It was totally unexpected that she said such a thing.
His heart was broken. No! Gloria isn’t this kind of person! She must be joking! Yeah, she’s probably just joking around to lift my spirits and calm my nerves. Even though it seems like she wants me to die, in reality, she’s just jesting to help me relax! It did work because I feel so much better now.
Floyd was busy lying to himself and convincing himself about what he thought was happening. That must be it! I feel like I’m beginning to understand Gloria better, just like how she understands me!
And so he waited for Gloria to explain what she truly meant.
However, there was nothing for her to explain, and she just roared, “Do you now finally realize how useless you are? How dare you tell me you almost got yourself killed with the intention of making me console you! I can’t believe you’re this shameless and useless!”
Floyd felt as though his body was exploding because not only did he not get an explanation, but he was also scolded horribly.
At that moment, his mind was on the brink of collapse.
He was already experiencing stress due to her previous sentence, which was on the verge of causing him an emotional meltdown.
After Gloria’s latest sentence, however, he was pushed over the edge.
Floyd felt like he was going to vomit blood.
He wanted to say something, but Gloria didn’t give him any chance to do so as she continued reprimanding him. “And you call yourself a man? What you should be thinking of right now is how to seek revenge against the person who almost killed you! The last thing you should be doing is telling me about your little incident like a child complaining to their parents that they were bullied! What’s the point of telling me that? Do you seriously want me to take revenge for you? Can you stop being so childish and asking me to console you? Instead of thinking about how to retaliate, you came to me expecting me to baby you. How pathetic! Are you showing your weakness to me? It’s baffling that you’re such a useless man! If you’re coming to me expecting me to help you feel better after you went through a life and death situation, you’re better off dead! You should just die!”
Each of her sentences stabbed into his body like iron needles.
In that short amount of time, he felt as though his body had been shot full of holes.
His heart was bleeding, and his body was going numb.
Usually, he could just laugh off or rebut those insults.
However, because Gloria was the one saying them, it was impossible for him to not care about them.
In fact, he cared about what she said a lot.
Even though she only said a few sentences, it was enough to gnaw on him for a long time as he desperately tried to figure out what she meant.
Floyd really wanted to figure out if she meant anything else by that, but she clearly meant what she said.
Her sharp words could kill.
Being told that he was useless by the person he loved the most wounded him.
He felt as though his body was being torn into pieces.
