I couldn't help but think of the worst.
Hendrix was a smart businessman. He often plotted for revenge whenever he made a loss in his business dealings. How could he not have seen this coming?
To put it bluntly, he had admitted that he had been aware of everything that had happened that year. He had allowed it to happen.
Hendrix was young and impetuous. He showed no mercy. He offended plenty of people and they weren't people that would be willing to just let him have all the credit to himself. He knew that Andrea would be killed if she followed him everywhere every day, but he didn't stop her. Instead, he let things happen and allowed all of his enemies to know that Andrea was the woman he loved.
He had succeeded. When those people started to take their revenge, Andrea became the target of their first attack and she had warded off this misfortune from me. She not only lost her virginity but also carried the child of a gangster. That was just the tip of the iceberg...
The truth was much cruder than I thought!
I now know why he had been so fickle during the first two years of our marriage. Hendrix hated me. He hated himself because he couldn't help loving me and he hated himself for sacrificing his friend's sister for my sake.
He was always open and aboveboard but he changed to protect me. He became a person that he looked down on for me.
My throat was itching, countless doubts were crawling all over me like ants on a tree. I had so many things I wanted to ask him. But before I could speak, Hendrix stepped out of the room, leaving me and Aaron alone as we watched his lonely figure disappear.
"Is that guy crazy?" Aaron asked as he looked at him walk away, feeling confused.
I plopped onto the sofa and realized that I had torn Hendrix's dignity apart, one that he had been trying so hard to cover up. "I'm the one that's crazy."
Imagine being at your peak, then someone comes in and slashes all your effort apart, calling you a traitor. The fortress you've spent everything on collapses right in front of you. That must be incredibly painful.
Hendrix had always been the best in the public's eye. He was never behind anyone on anything. He was arrogant but also noble.
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