Surviving Divorce Her Miraculous Second Chance - Season 2 Episode 33
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This sentence was really tempting, he accompanied me? But who was he accompanying today?
Thinking of this, I chuckled again. What right did I have to interfere with whom he was with? This was what I saw today, but how many times had it happened without me seeing?-How would I know!
“What are you laughing at?” He stared at me and asked, his face full of impatience!
“Mr. Baxter, stop messing around, I dare not ask you to accompany me,” I said, pouting, “A humble girl like me wouldn’t dare!”
I really didn’t dare, after all, he wasn’t anyone to me.
No!
I could give myself a very clear answer. I, a woman who had just divorced and was burdened with a heap of lawsuits, living under someone else’s charity, had no capital to compete with others.
When I thought about our relationship, I was even more confused. What was this supposed to be?
It hurt!
Even though I was deeply infatuated with his embrace, seeing him with another woman caused my heart to ache terribly.
Did my feelings come too quickly? Just ended one relationship, and immediately let myself fall into another one?
Then I really was heartless and thoughtless.
“Why did you suddenly stop talking?” My silence left Raymon somewhat baffled.
“What do you think we should say?” I asked him, glancing at him with a deep look.
“Ask whatever you want to ask!”
I shrugged, smiling brilliantly like a peach blossom, “Nothing to ask!”
I muttered to myself, what right did I have to ask, that was purely asking for trouble.
“Still being stubborn! You’re overthinking, that girl is my cousin!” He looked at me as if he had long seen through what I was thinking.
“I didn’t want to know, that’s your freedom! I have no right to interfere!” I said, playing innocent after gaining an advantage, but I instantly felt much lighter inside.
However, the way that woman looked at me, it bothered me for a long time. We didn’t even know each other, so why did she look at me so strangely? It felt as if she was surprised to see someone she hadn’t seen in years, or perhaps someone she shouldn’t have seen.
“How would you feel qualified?” He always liked to counter–question, passing the buck to me, a particularly cunning individual.
“What do you think I am to you?” I also argued with him, deliberately asking in a melodramatic manner.
“The woman I’ve slept with!” He answered me without hesitation. Just as I felt a great sense of humiliation, he added, “And the only woman I’ve ever slept with!”
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The anger that had initially surged in my heart gradually dissipated with his last sentence. I didn’t understand why he emphasized the word ‘only‘, but for now, I interpreted it as me being his ‘only‘ one.
How could this be possible?
I was a bit sluggish, perhaps I had drunk a bit too much, and was having some difficulty wrapping my head around this. I wasn’t sure if this ‘only‘ was the ‘only‘ I normally understood. But if these two words were added, the meaning would definitely be different.
“So, you have all the privileges, because you are my woman!” His deep eyes scrutinized me, “Do you still think you are not qualified?”
I lifted my gaze, gave a sorrowful smile, and did not respond.
He reached out and pulled me into his arms, suddenly looking at me and asking, “What’s wrong? You seem distracted today.”
In fact, I really wanted to ask him why I was his only one. Undeniably, he had always been lending me a helping hand, and he was the only one who could actually help me in a practical sense.
This kind of help turned into a dependency for me during those days. Despite my desire to avoid the issue, it stood between Raymon and me. If I couldn’t cross this gap, I would feel unhappy and insecure.
But what inexplicably coexisted with this issue was that I was actually very afraid of losing him. I was not sure if I was afraid of losing this dependence, or him as a person.
Just like today’s events, I was unhappy because I didn’t know his true feelings and wasn’t sure about his perception of me.
But I also knew that this testimony would not be easy to obtain.
“It’s okay,
I might be a bit tired!” I brushed it off, “I want to go back!”
He squinted at me, like a leopard peering into the soul.
I felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze and couldn’t help but say, “Don’t look at me like that, I’m not a criminal.”
The corners of his lips curved up as he suddenly leaned down and pecked my lips, “Apart from you, I don’t like women who overthink. If there’s a problem, just say it! Don’t torture yourself.”
I froze there, the words that followed became even harder to utter.
Seeing that I was in low spirits, he said to me, “I’ll take you home if you want to go back!”
I was taken aback, not expecting that he really intended to take me home. But why did I feel a tinge of reluctance?
But I immediately stood up, pretending to be eager to go home. Once things were clarified, I was still very pleased, after all, she was his cousin.
However, it was this cousin who unveiled my completely new
understanding of Raymon.
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