“Okay.” He managed to intimidate both Sabrina and me. We went to the dining table obediently and sat down. A moment later, when we were about to take our first bite, we exchanged gazes as though asking why we listened to him obediently.
Immediately, we burst into a fit of laughter.
Before we finished our meal, someone rang our doorbell. I glanced at Sabrina before turning to Christopher. The only friends I had were all here, so I couldn’t figure out who was at the door.
“Go answer the door,” said Christopher.
“Why should I? Why can’t you answer the door?” I refused to budge from my seat. Recently, I’ve grown used to acting coy in front of him. He was spoiling me.
“I prepared dinner alone, so it’s your turn now. Well, I can help you take a shower tonight. How does that sound?” Christopher flashed an evil smirk.
“Shut up! Shame on you!” I glared at Christopher. He had grown increasingly cheeky to make a dirty joke in front of Sabrina.
“I’m merely flirting with my girlfriend. Any problem with that?” Christopher shot Sabrina a look.
“My idol, you’re such a badass! Eve is the kind who would only give in to persuasion and not coercion. You’re the perfect match for her! By the way, remember to give me Zachary’s full address later. Thanks in advance.”
Sabrina sold me out without hesitation.
“You’re such a hiberdate. Fine, I shall answer the door.” I rolled my eyes and went to the door. When I spotted the person outside, I instinctively slammed the door shut. Alas, Lyle was quick enough to grab the door before I could slam it shut. I was no match for his strength, so I stood in his way and refused to let him in.
I had hurt Lyle back then and humiliated him. So why is he here? Is he here to kick up a fuss?
As a delicious aroma wafted out of the house, Lyle looked at me icily. “Aren’t you gonna invite me in?”
“I don’t think so.” I remained rooted to my spot. It was clear that he wasn’t welcomed here.
“Yvonne, am I your enemy now? I didn’t even make a fuss after what you did to me. Do you seriously think I don’t have a temper?” Lyle held the door and refused to let me close it.
“Just think of me as an ignorant person. To you, I’ve always been someone who you could bully anytime. I’m no longer your punching bag. Your fight with Crystal has nothing to do with me. If you want to vent your frustration, go to your friend instead of me.”
Lyle had never been nice to me. He found it troublesome to even comfort me.
“I haven’t eaten yet. It’s normal to treat your ex-husband to dinner, right?” Lyle was about to head in, but I stretched my hands wide to stop him.
“I prepared my own dinner. There’s nothing for you.”
“You cooked crabs. I could smell it from here,” Lyle refuted my words in displeasure.
What’s with his sense of smell? Is he a dog?
“Lyle, just tell me what do you want? If you’re here for a meal, you can leave right now. If Crystal finds out you’ve been here, she’ll kick up a fuss again. I don’t want to get involved in your mess.”
I shot Lyle an impatient glare. If possible, I wanted to execute a shoulder throw before slamming the door shut.
Lyle lit up a cigarette as sorrow flashed across his gaze. “Eve, I fought with Crystal. She’s unreasonable and not as obedient as you.”
I was rendered speechless. What the f*ck? I’m not his love advisor! We’re divorced, for God’s sake! Does he think he’s a heartthrob? Or does he think I’m a fool? Christopher, your girlfriend is being bullied here. Where the hell are you?
