Regret quickly settled in after I shouted. I had always been a little too easily frazzled and never learned to keep my feelings to myself.
I didn’t think I could be blamed, though. Christopher and Monica were off at God knows where having the time of their lives, and being kept in the dark really rubbed me the wrong way, despite constantly saying otherwise.
I could feel those emotions slowly festering in my heart.
I continued punching the pillow relentlessly. What the h*ll is going on? Has Lyle gone insane? Should I have acted as if I didn’t see the car about to run him over and just let him die?
Maybe I should have let him die and just shed a couple of tears before sending him to the emergency room. It’s up to fate whether he lives or not, right?
Almost instantly, I felt like explaining everything to Christopher. He treated me so well and yet I always exploded for no reason. It was as if I was trying to stay single for the rest of my life.
The phone rang again and I quickly picked up. “I’m sorry! I’m in a bad mood and didn’t think before yelling at you. Don’t be mad at me, okay?”
The person on the other end was silent for an eerily long time before I heard a loud chuckle coming through. “Yvonne, who did you think I was? First, you yelled at me and now you’re apologizing?”
“Huh?” I quickly went through my recent calls and discovered that I had never gotten a call from Christopher. Sabrina had been on the other end of my sudden outburst.
“Ah, that really scared me.” I wiped off the cold sweat forming on my forehead. “Thank God it was you the whole time, Sabby. You won’t get mad at an idiot like me, right?”
“If you know you’re an idiot, then maybe you should start learning from your mistakes.” Sabrina clucked her teeth. “Recently, you’ve just been a bit quicker with the comebacks. Everything else is still the same ol’ Yvonne. Where are you? Let’s go shopping.”
“In the hospital,” I said with a sigh.
Sabrina reached the hospital surprisingly quickly. She knew that I must have been alone since Christopher wasn’t around to take care of me.
Once I told her the whole story of what happened, her eyes shone in surprise. “Next time this happens, you probably should just close your eyes. Lyle’s brain must have short-circuited.”
“It’s not like I wanted this to happen!” I cried out as I burrowed into my blankets. “Why did I have to be such a busybody?”
“Poor thing!” Sabrina looked at me pitifully and pulled the blanket off my head. After a second, she said, “What about you bring this up with Christopher? He’ll definitely think of a solution.”
I shook my head and massaged my temples in frustration. I always made everything out to be way too simple, but in reality, everything was much more serious than I thought.
I had a strong gut feeling that I would have a very intense rival if I wanted to date Christopher, and that rival’s name was Monica.
They were a brilliant match no matter what you were looking at. When I stood next to Christopher, it was as if I were a scarecrow standing next to a handsome farmer.
“Did you argue?” Sabrina blinked in confusion before realizing, “So the one you wanted to scold was Christopher. I thought you were talking about Lyle! Calm down a bit. Don’t scare away the man of your dreams.”
I groaned in frustration. “Don’t get it wrong. we’re not involved in any way.”
“Not involved? What exactly is ‘being involved’ supposed to be, then? Just let Christopher come up with a solution for you to get divorced. After that, you can live out your dreams with him for the rest of your life. You might even become a CEO. Doesn’t it sound like heaven to get married to someone as rich and handsome as him?”
Sabrina’s teasing gaze caused me to flush in embarrassment. She was definitely aware of the relationship between me and Christopher. The last time she saw all the marks on my body when I was changing at the Lane house was enough for her to laugh at me for a long while.
This time, though, her words only served to get on my nerves and I huffed. “As if I want anything to do with him.”
Sabrina patted me on the head as if I was a child, which only served to make me feel even more like I was throwing a petty tantrum.
“Don’t make a fuss. He’s good for you.”
I was speechless.
What exactly had Christopher done to Sabrina for her to go over to his side completely?
