What does this mean? Am I being abandoned again? I finally found the man of my dreams, now this? So much for ''I''ll never ever let you go again."
He stuck his hand in his pocket. Even though he was standing a few feet from me, I could see him drifting far away from
me
He nodded and looked into my eye as he responded, "Yes, I am going back alone. If I figure it out, l''11 contact you.
"If!" I said incredulously. "What''s this, Lucas?" My voice trembled, "Some kind of business deal?"
He threw his face away and I wanted to hold his face and look into his eyes and see that he was joking. He''dugh out loud and I would too. Then he''d kiss me and we''d go home. But I couldn''t hold his face. and look into his eyes because all thetter would not happen unless I wanted to be delusional.
I swallowed and took a step forward. Even though my heart was sinking and all I wanted to do was run down the hallway, find a restroom and bawl out my eyes there, I managed to croak out, "Then I... can I go to the airport to see you off?" I stammered.
"No need." Lucas immediately answered in a clipped tone. His response was definite.
And with that, he walked past me and walked down the hallway in long strides without a backward nce.
A lone tear slid down my cheeks as I watched his retreating figure. Just like that, he was gone again. It felt like I was hit on the face with a metal bucket and I shuffled closer to the wall to steady myself, thankful that I was alone in the hallway.
I leaned my head against the wall and sniffed quietly, unable to stop the tears from dropping.
For the umpteenth time, I regretted my decision ining for this stupid meeting. If I had listened to Grace, all of these would not have happened; I wouldn''t have witnessed this foreign side to Lucas; the side that made me now wonder if it was Lucas that just broke up with me or someone else.
My hands shook as I unlocked my phone, sniffing. My sniffs were getting louder and I didn''t want anyone seeing me like this. My fingers trembled as I dialed Grace''s phone number. Suddenly, someone cleared their throat. I looked up, my vision slightly blurred by the tears that clouded in my eyes to see Mark leaning against the doorframe of the conference room How long has he been there?Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.
I stood upright. "What now?" I folded my arms across my chest to hide my trembling hands. "How satisfying do you find watching me make a fool of myself? I bet you''ve been waiting to mock me." I tried to make my voice sound clear and calm, angry even. Maybe I could pour out all the anger I couldn''t direct towards Lucas for dumping him into whatever stupid conversation he was about to have with me. Instead of a snarkyeback, Mark surprised me when he sighed. His eyes didn''t hold that mocking or mischievous glint I expected to find there.
There was azy aura to the way he looked at me, a tenderness that confused me was directed at me.
"How could I mock you?" With a serious expression, he said, "I''vepletely fallen in love with you. In this
game of love, you''vepletely won. From now on, I have no deception, no trickery for you, only
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Okay! He definitely lost his memory and I just pitied him more. I just hope he doesn''t go about mboyantly dering his love to random girls and women.
He pushed himself away from the doorframe and awkwardly remained before the door. I thought the silence that descended made this even weirder until he started to fiddle with his fingers. Okay. What?
Realizing his unusual action, he quickly stopped fiddling with his fingers and dug them into his pocket. As if he didn''t know what to do with his hands and himself, he removed his hands from his pocket before he dug one of his hands back in and took out a cigarette and a lighter.
I watched as he prepared to light the cigarette. Heughed nervously and said jokingly, his words slightly muffled because of the cigarette between his lips, "Say something, your silence makes my confession sound like a joke."
"Don''t smoke, the doctor just told me I''m pregnant."
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