My Love for You Broke Me
Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Nicholas was being patient today. No matter how much I mocked him, he would not get angry. I wasjust mocking him a while ago, but he paused for a moment. "Do you want me to get a doctor for you? Iknow some of the best ones."

I said nothing. He said nothing either, and he left a moment after that. He did not insist on staying.

I went to the french windows and saw him standing under the streetlamp outside the villa. The lightdragged out his shadow, making him look sad and forlorn. Sad? Why would he look sad, though? Ipressed my forehead against the window and stared at the man. I had mixed feelings about him, and Iwondered why I refused Christopher. I liked him a lot, but I still refused him. My reasons werelaughable too. I could have done everything if I really liked him, but I did not. I refused him by saying Idid not like him, and remembering that hurt me.

I crouched down. Nicholas took a cigarette out and lit it up. Smoke twirled around him, and I saw himtaking his phone out. A frown furrowed his forehead and his face fell. Someone probably got on hisnerves. He hung up and put his cigarette out. A moment later, his assistant came to pick him up. Heopened the car's door for his superior but before Nicholas got in, he looked up at my room.

My heart skipped a beat, wondering if he saw me peeking at him. However, I remembered that it wasnight time and my room was dark. Nicholas left in the end, and I heaved a sigh. Man, I must be boredout of my mind. I went for a shower and boiled some water, then I took my pills. The moment I went tobed, Olivia texted me, 'Renee, why'd you say no to Chris?'

I was not close to Olivia, and I had no need to explain myself to her. Besides, she liked Christopher. But

she must have used up all her courage just to ask me this. I thought about my answer for a momentand texted, 'I'm Nicholas' ex-wife.'

That was probably the answer Olivia wanted to hear the most, and it was the most realistic reason. Shewas silent for a while, and then she texted, 'Do you like Chris, then?'

Olicia liked to call Christopher 'Chris.' It sounded more endearing, and she called Nicholas 'Nick.'Maybe that was her way to make herself look close to them. Lying was hard for me, and I was about tosay I liked Christopher, but I deleted my answer the moment I typed it. I was reminded of Nicholas.More specifically, I was reminded of how tolerant the latter was, and how lonely he looked.

I seemed to have fallen for two men at the same time. No. I had no idea who I liked. I liked the one Iwas dating at the time, but when it came to Nicholas, I was always impatient. I would always hurt himwith my words. Christopher and Nicholas were two men I had known for a while, but it was a difficultaffair to love them and I was in total confusion. I covered my tearful eyes, trying to sort out my jumbled-up thoughts. Who do I love more?

Crap! Why did I have to get the wrong person three years ago? I hated myself for being this indecisive.It would have been a lot better if I never liked anyone. Not to mention I had no right to love anyone. Inthe end, I did not reply to Olivia's texts. I lost sleep, and rain started to fall late at night. Bryxton was wetall year long. It was a depressing city, but I loved it here. It was the home of my parents and the placewhere the Felixs took root.

I drifted to sleep at about four and woke up groggy the next day. I forced myself to get out of bed andtake my plls, then I changed into a golden dress. May told me that I always dressed myself up like Iwas going to attend a red carpet event. There was this one time she asked me, "Don't you get tired ofliving like this?"

Yes, but I was used to it. I learned how to live the life of an aristocrat just to please Nicholas. When Iwanted to toss it out, I realized that this life was already fused with me. I texted my assistant and satdown before the dressing table. There was a light scar on my cheek, and it was hard to get rid of it. Theonly thing I could do was cover it up. I picked my foundation up and patted it on my face.

My assistant arrived right after I was done with my makeup. I wore a pair of light gold heels and walkingwas annoying because of my sprained ankle, but I could endure this. I could not drive, so I asked myassistant to help out. I spent the whole morning getting to know the company's latest projects. When itwas noon, my assistant told me it was time to meet the Yates. I smiled. "It's fine. We have plenty oftime."

Alice did leave because I was late, but she would have still stood me up even if I came on time. I had afeeling the main show was going to happen today. If they invited the Adams, they would invite theForgers. Are they trying to intimidate us? But I have to go no matter what.

…

My assistant and I arrived late. When he opened the door, I saw a beautiful woman inside, and besideher was that rude lady—Josephine Yaes. Someone behind me said, "You're late, President Felix."

I turned around to see who it was, and who I saw surprised me. "You?"

The man before me was on a wheelchair, and he looked uninviting. I turned to the side, and someonepushed him into the room.

I stood at the doorstep, frowning. At that, Josephine demanded, "Don't just stand there!"

The woman beside her stopped Josephine, "Manners, Josephine."

This must be Alice Yates, and it's the old good cop bad cop routine. I sneered, but I did not move.

My assistant knew I was a stubborn one, but we needed this contract, so we could not leave just likethat. Even so, he snapped back, "It's fine. President Felix is a generous woman. We don't really careabout the trash."

Josephine's face turned white from fury, and she shot up. "What the f*ck did you just say to me? Saythat again!"

I looked at her, smiling. "Are you sure you want to get insulted the second time?"

Josephine stomped her foot. "How dare—"

At that, Alice tugged at her. "Calm down or I won't take you along next time."

Josephine sat down as she was told. She seemed scared of Alice.

Alice calmed Josephine down and stood up. "Have a seat, President Felix." She smiled.

I went and took a seat, but my eyes were on the man on the wheelchair. It was too direct a gaze, andthe man frowned. I smiled at him, thereafter greeting, "Hello, Alba."

Alice did leove becouse I wos lote, but she would hove still stood me up even if I come on time. I hod ofeeling the moin show wos going to hoppen todoy. If they invited the Adoms, they would invite theForgers. Are they trying to intimidote us? But I hove to go no motter whot.

…

My ossistont ond I orrived lote. When he opened the door, I sow o beoutiful womon inside, ond besideher wos thot rude lody—Josephine Yoes. Someone behind me soid, "You're lote, President Felix."

I turned oround to see who it wos, ond who I sow surprised me. "You?"

The mon before me wos on o wheelchoir, ond he looked uninviting. I turned to the side, ond someonepushed him into the room.

I stood ot the doorstep, frowning. At thot, Josephine demonded, "Don't just stond there!"

The womon beside her stopped Josephine, "Monners, Josephine."

This must be Alice Yotes, ond it's the old good cop bod cop routine. I sneered, but I did not move.

My ossistont knew I wos o stubborn one, but we needed this controct, so we could not leove just likethot. Even so, he snopped bock, "It's fine. President Felix is o generous womon. We don't reolly coreobout the trosh."

Josephine's foce turned white from fury, ond she shot up. "Whot the f*ck did you just soy to me? Soythot ogoin!"

I looked ot her, smiling. "Are you sure you wont to get insulted the second time?"

Josephine stomped her foot. "How dore—"

At thot, Alice tugged ot her. "Colm down or I won't toke you olong next time."

Josephine sot down os she wos told. She seemed scored of Alice.

Alice colmed Josephine down ond stood up. "Hove o seot, President Felix." She smiled.

I went ond took o seot, but my eyes were on the mon on the wheelchoir. It wos too direct o goze, ondthe mon frowned. I smiled ot him, thereofter greeting, "Hello, Albo."