Chapter 3

Ever since I lost my sight, Laura and I had not had sex for half a year. She always used my blindness as an excuse not to be close to me. It turned out that she despised me for no longer being able to fulfill her idea of happiness.

Laura chased after me and wrapped her hand around me from behind. She looked panicky at me. "What's wrong with you? Jerome, are you okay?" she asked.

"When you pushed me early, I became panicked," she added.

Her two hands on my waist were shaking slightly, as if she was afraid I would disappear at any moment and she couldn't help but hold on tighter.

However, the more she acted like this, the more disgust in my heart became even stronger. After all, she had just had intercourse with Jock and the next second, she was being affectionate with me.

Laura is very good at acting, I pried open her hand, pulled away from her and kept a distance from her.

Then I said calmly, "Perhaps, I have a bad stomach. Lately, it become harder to keep anything down after I eat."

I did not know when I started to be so good at lying. This was so ironic, I used to hate that kind of people but, here I was, doing the very thing that I hated the most.

When she heard this, she felt she was facing her greatest enemy.

I’m so sorry,” she said guiltily. "I’ve been so caught up with work lately. I shouldn’t have left you eating alone and taking care of your needs by yourself so often.”

She cradled my face in her hands and furrowed her brow in sadness as she led me back to my room and took out new clothes for me to change into. When she tried to help me, I stopped her hand and put the clothes on myself.

My action left Laura frozen. This was the first time since our marriage that I did not want her help and this made her flustered.

She then lowered her head and tried to kiss my lips. "We haven't done the deed for a long time. Jerome, let's do it now," she whispered and in the next second, she pressed her body against mine.

Once again, I pushed her back. This woman was too dirty and I refused to be with her anymore.

Laura panicked. It was the second time, I pushed her away. She became worried I did not love her anymore.

I was already lying down on the bed, so Laura took the blanket and draped it gently over me.

“Are you mad at me?” she asked softly. "Are you blaming me for not having time to be with you?”

She continued, "How about this? I promise I’ll spend tomorrow with you. There is no work at all."

This woman, who was known as the ruthless queen and feared in the business world, could reduce herself to this pitiful state for me. I sneered because I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity.

Before I could reject her, her phone buzzed.

She hurriedly pressed mute because she did not dare to answer it. She then sat next to me and read the message that Jock sent her through WhatsApp.

[You little wildcat, you tore my underwear. Now, get me a new one immediately.]

Another message followed almost immediately. [Wait, it seems I don't have any more left here.]

Laura texted back. [Do you mind wearing Jerome's?]

Jock immediately replied. [Fuck, no! I can sleep with his woman but for the rest ….? Don't push it!]

[Fine. I’ll come by now.]

Laura glanced down toward me. She then stroked my face tenderly, got up and walked away.

I clutched the sheets and my tears broke through my defenses at this moment.

Back then, when Jock's company went bankrupt it was I who wanted Laura to help him. At that time, Laura hated him so much and told me to stay away from him.

In the end, Laura helped him for my sake. Yet now, here he was, repaying my kindness by stabbing me in the back when I was blind by screwing my wife. He was really an ungrateful person.

In an attempt to cheer myself up, I told myself that I would be alright because in seven days I would leave this place and never had anything to do with Laura anymore.

The next day, because Laura figured that I was still upset, she went out of her way to appease me. After breakfast, she forces me to go out.

She rented an entire bar and asked a lot of friends to come. Allegedly, she told them that she wanted to cheer me up.

Throughout the journey there, Laura never let go of my hand and gripped it tightly as if afraid I might stumble. She was recounting and on about the sweet memories we once shared.