As usual, Christopher prepared a feast, all of which was the food I loved and a bowl of potato and leek soup. I drank the soup while quietly looking at Christopher.
“Christopher, this soup tastes very similar to what I used to have at your hotel. Although it tastes better now, it’s just too familiar. Did you make the soup that I used to drink there?”
Christopher continued to eat his food. After a while, he couldn’t hold it anymore. Seeing that I was still looking at him intently, he then put some food onto my plate and said fiercely, “Can you be any dumber? You took a year just to realize such a trivial matter. Are you an idiot?”
“Yep, I am an idiot. I almost forget who I am when I look at you.” I smiled gleefully while sipping on my soup that warmed my heart whenever I drank it. Christopher did a lot of things for me even when I didn’t notice it.
I discovered them bit by bit, and when I realized it, it made me love him even more. At that thought, I continued to gaze at him lovingly while drinking my soup. Right then, I hope time could stand still so I could watch him forever. Christopher, on the other hand, was tired of me constantly watching him, so he put down his cutlery and asked, “What the hell are you looking at?”
I chortled when he snapped at me. After all, he was most terrifying when he was dead silent. I could still remember the time when he gave me the silent treatment, and it was horrible. Christopher once told me that his mother still cared for people even when she was angry. He was just like his mother, so that meant he had already quelled his anger.
After dinner, Christopher took me out for a walk. As usual, I had a bandage covering my eyes, but I could already see the outside world. He walked alone in front of me, so I stretched out my hand to hold his.
Immediately, Christopher vigorously shook it off, but I held on. He shook it off once again, yet I clung to his arm as if I was holding on to dear life.
“Let go!” Christopher demanded with an icy voice.
“Christopher!” I shouted and pouted. At that point, my eyes were red and swollen.
“Let go of me!” Christopher yelled, then shoved me away.
I looked at my empty hands, then gazed towards Christopher, who was walking in front of me. I stood there for a long while, holding in the tears back.
He was still angry at me. But he didn’t know that I was planning to leave him again. I knew he was mad at me for leaving, but this feeling was worse than when I got injured and sick.
I didn’t want him to be angry.
Seeing how angry he was, I lowered my head and shed my tears in silence until Christopher started walking again. I wanted to speak, but the nauseous feeling that was long gone suddenly returned, and it felt terribly uncomfortable. I staggered a few steps before landing on my bottom.
Everything was spinning around me, and I felt my stomach churning as if it was about to throw up. I got down on my knees and spewed out everything I ate that afternoon. As I continued vomiting, the ground gradually became a pool of blood.
“Christopher…” I tried my hardest to locate Christopher. However, he was standing by the beach, throwing rocks into the water, oblivious to what was happening to me.
“Christopher!” I covered my mouth and felt the perpetual stream of hot liquid coming out of me, and I couldn’t stop feeling afraid. My eyes had healed, so the bloody vomit must be the after-effects of brain cancer.
“Yvonne, hang in there. I’ll call Christopher over.”
Fortunately, Lucas was nearby. After hearing what he said, I hurriedly grabbed him and tried to speak, “Don’t alarm him. Please help me get rid of the blood. I can’t let him see it. He will worry if he sees this much blood. Take me back. There’s medicine in the house. I’ll be fine after taking my medication.”
After I said those words with all my strength, I became even dizzier. I felt as though I was on a roller coaster.
“Why are you still this stubborn even at this stage?” Lucas became anxious.
“Please! Don’t let him see me like this! I’m begging you!” I held on to Lucas’ arm and pleaded.
