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He used to treat me like a transparent person, only venting his frustrations. But now that I was sitting at the same table with him, I felt anxious and couldn't guess what he would do next.
This feeling of uncertainty was overwhelming. I would rather go back to how things were before; at least then I was sure he hated me, and all I had to do was keep my distance.
I went back upstairs, took the SIM card out of my old phone, and as soon as I inserted it into the new one, Mina's call came in.
"How's it going? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" she asked worriedly on the other end.
I shook my head, realizing she couldn't see me, so I whispered, "No, he bought me a new phone."
"What? What's going on? Why did he suddenly buy you a new phone?" Mina asked.
I decided to be honest with her. "Because I lied to him that my phone was broken and I couldn't receive calls, so he bought me a new one first thing in the morning."
After a brief silence, Mina said, "If I didn't already know what kind of person he is, I would almost think that heaven has eyes and that this scumbag has finally fallen in love with you."
I felt an inexplicable stir in my heart and couldn't help but recall everything from last night to this morning. In the end, I could only shake my head and tell myself not to fantasize. If falling in love looked like this, there would be countless murder cases in this world. Him giving me a phone was just a way to ensure I was always reachable.
This realization was necessary to avoid overthinking and getting hurt.
During the day, the housekeeper indeed didn't come. However, a delivery person from a nearby supermarket came by once, bringing bags full of kitchen supplies from the car.
This was another sorrowful aspect of being in the Xiao Family.
In this household, I hardly touch any money. Everything I eat and use, including the clothes I wear, cosmetics, jewelry, and even sanitary pads, is delivered to my home. When I go out, I have a car, and someone pays for my meals, presenting an image of a wealthy lady. However, I don't drive the Xiao Family car and can't even afford a bus fare.
After tidying up, I thought about what Xiao Minxing said in the morning and started to busy myself in the kitchen.
I estimated that by the time he got off work at noon, I would have prepared four dishes and a soup, all of which he loves to eat.
But after waiting and waiting, he still hadn't returned. As the food was getting cold, I had no choice but to call him.
The voice on the other end sounded as if it were mixed with hail, leaving me flustered: "What's the matter?"
"I made lunch; are you coming back to eat?" I asked, trembling, genuinely afraid he would explode.
Sure enough, he responded without any warmth: "I'm not eating. Don't call me with such boring questions in the future."
With a "bang," he hung up, leaving me in a room filled with emptiness and the cold dishes on the table.
I remember when we first got married; I often called him if he came home late or if it was raining, trying to show some concern as a wife. But without exception, each time I was met with harsh scolding.
Xiao Minxing seemed possessed, as if only by scolding me and hurting me could he find happiness and relieve the sense of defeat that marrying me brought him.
I became afraid and cautious; as long as he was around, I tried to minimize my presence. Now I no longer know what I'm holding on to.
Time feels excessive for someone like me. The food sat for so long that I didn't even want to eat it anymore; I simply returned to my room to sleep.
I woke up from a dream, and the sky outside was black.
I was confused about where I was, sitting on the bed for a long time before I gradually came to my senses.
As I stumbled downstairs, I saw the light on in the dining room. I hurried over, only to see Xiao Minxing with his back to me, eating the leftovers on the table.
His tall figure created a strong contrast of light and shadow under the light, exuding a unique sense of loneliness and desolation that made my nose feel a bit sour.
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