NovelOnlineBut right now, Pearl wasn't in the mood to mourn her child. Her mind was so chaotic that she didn't even know what she was thinking.
The nurse gave her instructions, but she didn't listen to them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen she left the ward, Pearl saw someone standing at the door, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
"Pearl..." Esther asked, opening her arms for Pearl to hug her.
It was the first tEsther had seen Pearl look so weak. Usually, Pearl was the protector, but today, she seemed like a broken doll.
"Does it hurt, Pearl?" Although Esther hadn't had a child, she knew that Pearl would feel uncomfortable after the abortion. She could only comfort her softly, tears streaming down her face like Pearl's.
Pearl smiled and touched her face. "Why are you crying? It's not like you had the surgery." "I'm just worried about you," Esther said, realizing her voice was choked up. She gritted her teeth. "Richard has really gone out of line. Today was your surgery day, and he caused all of this. I'm starting to wonder if you married the wrong man." "Did Richard ask you to cover?" Pearl picked up on the crucial detail.
"Yeah, he said he dared not cto see you because you hated him. But from what I can tell, he's just a coward!" Esther took off her coat and draped it over Pearl. "Let's go. You can stay at my place for a few days." Before her marriage, Pearl had never stayed at Esther's place, and there seemed no reason for her to do so, especially after getting married. But today, after hearing Esther's invitation, Pearl found herself inexplicably nodding in agreement. "I need to make a call first." Esther sighed, feeling frustrated. "After all he's done to you, you're still worried about his feelings." Pearl lowered her head and dialed a number on her phone. After three rings, a voice cfrom the other end. "Hello." "I'm not going htonight. I'm staying at Esther's place." "Okay, stay safe." After hearing this, Pearl responded with an 'okay' and hung up the phone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmListening to the busy tone, Richard's eyelids felt heavy. He picked up his glass and downed the rest of the drink, the alcohol staining his lips and dripping down his chin.
The room was filled with empty bottles, and he had drunk quite a bit, seeming to be drowsy. He instinctively wanted to say no when he received that call earlier.
But what right did he have to demand anything from her? To Pearl, he must be a heartless jerk now, always thinking he knew best without considering her feelings. He didn't deserve to be her husband if he couldn't even agree to such a simple request. So, Richard's words took a turn at the last moment, saying, "Okay, stay safe." The long silence on the other end made him think he had done something wrong, but all he got was a simple 'okay' and then silence.
Richard felt panicked. He was about to speak when the other end hung up. He stared at his phone screen, wanting to call back, but couldn't press the button.
So he set his phone aside and started drinking on his own.
He downed one bottle, then another, drinking until he was completely wasted. He sat by the floor-to-ceiling window on the ground floor, gazing at the moonlight below, and it was only then that he realized it was already evening. Feeling the alcohol hit him hard and in pain, he fumbled for his phone and managed to see the tdisplayed on it: eight in the evening. Unknowingly, he had been drinking for four hours. Richard staggered to his feet, his vision blurry. Although he was drunk, he was still conscious. He was going crazy thinking about Pearl.
He leaned against the couch, took out his phone, and dialed Pearl's number. She didn't answer the first call, so Richard tried again.
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