In the past, whenever he went to accompany Violet, I would call him a dozen times urging him to come back.
But now I quietly wait for him to return home.
Once, he guiltily tried to explain to me.
I patted his shoulder and said, "I know your sister is very weak now and needs your company. I understand."
Mom no longer criticizes me either. For the first time, she specially made soup for me.
Even though I was already too sick to eat anything.
I happily wanted to drink it all.
But when I opened it, I found it was chicken noodle soup, Violet's favorite.
And I'm allergic to squab.
Mom's mouth turned down, and she angrily said, "Why aren't you drinking it? Do you think I didn't make it well? Then I won't make anything for you ever again."
I put on a smile again and ate everything clean.
That night my throat swelled up, I couldn't breathe, and was sent to the hospital.
James is very busy, busy directing Violet's filming, and spending the rest of his time with me.
We plant flowers, eat meals, and watch TV at home.
On a TV interview, the reporter asked Violet what her ideal type was.
Violet glanced at James and said it was someone just like him.
James's ears instantly turned red.Looking at this point, I stared at James for a long time.
I whispered softly, "Actually, it would be okay if you married my sister."
James suddenly kissed me fiercely.
"I don't want anyone else, I only want you. Ever since you donated a kidney to me and gave me a warm home, I will never let you down for the rest of my life."
Then he leaned in, ignoring my attempts to avoid him.
He was lost in passion, but I kept staring at the empty space where his legs should have been at the foot of the bed.
The lamplight overhead swayed, each swing a reminder of his betrayal.
Lately, James has been clinging to me very tightly.
Not only does he insist on accompanying me to the bathroom and cooking for me, he also wants to take me shopping for gifts and pick out wedding dresses.
Halfway through our shopping trip, James got a phone call that seemed urgent.
I considerately told him to go take care of his business first.
By the afternoon I was feeling a bit tired and wanted to rest at the hotel on the upper floor of the mall.
We have a long-term suite at that hotel.
It used to be our secret hideout when we were secretly married.
Every time we needed to avoid the paparazzi, we would go there and make passionate love.
I had just opened the door when I heard Violet's voice coming from inside.
Violet had her arms around James's neck and whispered close to him, "I want to give you a child."
James's voice was cold."No need, Melody and I will have children together."
The words pierced my heart.
James knew full well that my uterus had been perforated, and it had been removed to save my life after that accident.
Violet was making her move, and James was avoiding the issue.
But slowly, they became entangled in a passionate embrace.
He made the most brutal love to her while speaking the most tender words to me.
A wave of nausea rose in my throat, but I couldn't bring myself to vomit.
I whimpered silently, quietly closing the door and waiting outside.
I wanted to confront James, to ask why he betrayed me.
I also wanted to punish James, to see the guilt in his eyes when he saw me as he left.
I waited silently all night.
Memories of our loving moments together kept replaying in my mind.
A dull ache in my upper abdomen accompanied me throughout the night.
The next morning, I suddenly felt that life had lost all meaning.
I could almost see Death standing behind me, urging me on.
I went home, gathered all my belongings, and set them ablaze.
Somehow, the news of me sitting outside the hotel room all night got posted online, and Mom saw it.
She called James to confront him.
"Is this how you keep your promise to love Melody - by making her sit outside a hotel room all night?"
James panicked.As we pulled up to the mansion's entrance, a flurry of activity greeted us. Ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars had already arrived, their lights flashing urgently. Inside, a crowd of people had gathered.
James rushed forward, desperate to get inside, but a doctor quickly intercepted him, holding him back.