Chapter 16 You’re Back
Late at night. everything was quiet.
“Savannah!”
Kaleb jolted awake shouting my name. It seemed he had a nightmare.
He clutched his chest with his right hand, his forehead covered in cold sweat as he panted non–stop.
Then he fumbled for his phone on the nightstand. He called me again, but nothing changed–my phone was still off.
He then clicked on our chat record, the last message being the voice message he sent me to threaten me.
It wasn’t until now that he realized I was indeed mad. After all, I had never left for more than three days without saying goodbye.
He complained under his breath, “Women are so troublesome.”
Then he called his assistant. “Go to the jewelry shop in the morning to buy me ‘Heart of the Ocean‘. Then prepare a bouquet of yellow roses.”
In floriography, yellow roses represented apologies.
He presumed I was throwing a tantrum just like before. As long as he coaxed me a little, I’d crawl back to him.
Turning around, he found it hard to go to sleep. Closing his eyes, he said subconsciously while enduring the pain, “Savannah, get me my stomach medicine.”
No one responded.
I looked up and saw him clutch his abdomen, looking in pain.
He had a weak stomach. I spent years conditioning it for him and always had stomach medicine and painkillers ready just to be safe.
I was no longer attentive after the abortion. Also, under Alena’s deliberate temptation, he was mostly with her during the past three months.
Naturally, his stomach problems flared up again without me.
It hurt so much that he curled up into a ball in bed.
I stood aside coldly, thinking, “Kaleb, no one will ever bring you medicine again.”
With trembling hands, he opened the drawer.
I placed his medicine at the most obvious spot. In such a way, he could find it at once even if he had a stomachache late at night.
In the next second, he saw little thingies that filled the drawer.
It was all small gifts from Alena, and the bottle of medicine was buried at the bottom.
He knelt on the floor and tried to find it frantically. Finally, he found it, only to see it had expired a month ago.
Suddenly, it dawned on him that even before getting married, our relationship was on the verge of collapse. I was the one he was about to get married to, but other than work, he spent most time with Alena.
In agony, he murmured my name. Maybe he suddenly realized how good I was to him, his eyes actually became a bit moist.
“Savannah…”
Suddenly, he stared at me intently as if he could see my presence.
He endured the immense pain, stumbled toward me, and smiled, though his face was utterly pale, “Finally, you’re back.”
Then a thud rang out.
He passed out next to my feet because of the pain.
In the past. I would have been worried sick; now, I just stared at him. coldly.
I was dead. What could I do?
Instead of feeling sorry for him, I went to the window and gazed out at the flying snowflakes under the streetlights.
I couldn’t even guard my body. What else could I guard?
Besides, even if Kaleb died, he deserved it.
It was dawn. Kaleb’s assistant couldn’t reach him on the phone and came to the Harrington’s residence, and then he say Kaleb on the floor.
“Mr. Harrington, what happened? Are you OK?” He helped Kaleb’s upper body up.
“Vannah!”
Kaleb opened his eyes abruptly, clutched his assistant’s hand hard, and shouted my name again.
“Mr. Harrington, are you OK? Why were you sleeping on the floor?” his
assistant asked.
It took Kaleb a few seconds to come back to his senses. His face was pale as he asked. “Where’s Savannah?”
“Mrs. Harrington? She’s in Lexingham, right? Are you OK, Mr. Harrington?”
Confused, Kaleb muttered, “So, it’s just a dream.”
His assistant said, “It must be because you miss her so much. I’ve got the bouquet and gifts ready, and you can take off at any time. But you look so pale. Do you want to go to the hospital first?”
Kaleb seemed a bit hesitant and bewildered, and his assistant didn’t know what he dreamed about.
Kaleb said, “No need. I’ll go to the airport right now. Get the clothes ready for me.”
He pulled a long face and went to the bathroom. Meanwhile, his assistant picked a beige suit for him and waited by the door.
After washing up, he came up and was about to take the suit when his hand paused. “Get me another one.”
Frowning, he said displeased, “Forget it. I’ll get one myself.”
Irritated, he pulled open the doors of the wardrobe only to see all kinds of suits in light colors.
Only then did he realize he hadn’t worn dark–colored suits for a long time, and the last time I bought him clothes was a year ago.
In fact, it wasn’t just the cloakroom; the entire master bedroom as well as everything else around him was about Alena.
On the contrary, I had been disappearing from his life.
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He opened all the wardrobes. Finally, in the last one, he saw a black suit sealed in a garment bag.
It was ironed neatly and entirely dust–free.
He remembered that it was the one he wore when we got engaged. Back then, he cared about me so much, and he was so nervous that he didn’t get his bow tie done properly.
In a white gown, I reached out and fixed it for him. Our eyes filled with affection met in mid–air.
I smiled. “Kaleb, you look so handsome in a suit. I could barely control. myself.”
Then, standing on tiptoe, I kissed his lips gently.
We were eighteen back then, our young love was so beautiful and pure.
Maybe Kaleb chose this suit because he wanted to patch things up with
- me.
He stood in front of the mirror and didn’t see that nervous young man. Instead, he seemed mature, steady, and somber.
Like time, affection could never be rewound.
He said to his assistant, “To the airport.”
His assistant responded, “It’s still early. Mr. Harrington, why don’t you have some breakfast first? Mrs. Harrington said you have stomach problems and have to eat three meals on time every day.”
Kaleb’s hand that was about to push open the door paused. His assistant thought Kaleb was about to say how nagging he was again and explained carefully, “But if you aren’t hungry, maybe you can wait for the flight
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meal.
“I’ll eat at home. Some simple breakfast will do,” Kaleb said.
After having breakfast absent–mindedly, he stood up. “Get the car ready. I’m heading to the airport now.”
It seemed he was indeed worried; it was still early before the plane took off
As he was about to leave, a maid’s voice rang out from upstairs. “Mr. Harrington! Ms. Alena has fainted!”
Immediately, Kaleb turned around and rushed upstairs, brushing past me in the middle. Soon, he got into the car hastily with Alena in his arms.
His assistant asked tentatively, “To the airport?”
“To the hospital,” he said.
No one was surprised. Over the past two years, whenever someone happened to both Alena and me, he always chose her–always.
And this time, he made the same choice. Looking at him, I felt nothing at
all.
Standing next to the car, I looked up at the second floor and saw two people on the balcony, one standing and the other sitting.
In the wheelchair, Terrence smiled sarcastically as he had witnessed everything.
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