I was exhausted and totally wiped out. I felt like I was floating. Other than impatiently shoving Neil away, I had no energy to resist.
I couldn't get a wink of sleep in this state. I cracked open my eyes only to find that it was the break of dawn outside.
I slept till noon, and Neil didn't go to work today either. He was catching up on sleep, like me.
"Russel's engagement party is tomorrow; are you going?" He asked me lazily while he was still half asleep.
"I don't know." I replied nonchalantly.
The truth was that I had already decided not to go. Chloe had texted me, so there was no way I was gonna cause her trouble.
Neil was messing with my hair, then gave a slight rub, "You shouldn't go. What if he runs off when he sees you?"
I opened my eyes fully, staring at the sunlight outside. The weather looked nice today.
Neil didn't get an answer from me and seemed a bit miffed, so he pinched my lips.
This childish act annoyed me, so I swatted him away, "Who are you to control me? Aren't you going?"
Neil was quiet for a while, then said, "Of course I'm going, but you and I are different."
Neil and Russel had been friends for years. Although their friendship had gone sour, they still needed to mind their manners on such an occasion. After all, he did attend when Neil and I got married.
I didn't answer. I was pondering whether I should send them an engagement gift. Even though I was not attending, it was still appropriate to send a gift.
As I was thinking, my phone buzzed. It was from Chloe. “Ms. Finch, I'm very sorry. Please ignore what I said before. Please come to our engagement party tomorrow. I want him to give up completely.”
Chloe was really giving me a headache; she was so wishy-washy.
I replied, “If I'm free, I'll go.”
Chloe didn't reply.
Neil saw the message I sent, and his face turned sour, "What do you mean 'if you're free'? You can't go!"
"If I don't attend his engagement party, people will think I'm still in love with him since I’m not willing to face reality. You wouldn't want people to think that way after we get back together, would you?" I thought my logic was flawless.
Neil stared into my eyes for a few seconds, as if he were considering what I had just said.
He definitely wouldn't want anyone to associate me with Russel. I was 90% sure he would agree.
Sure enough, after thinking for a while, Neil agreed, "Then you'll go as my date."
"Your date?" I hesitated. Although I had told people close to me that we were back together, the public didn't know yet. If I attended Russel's engagement party with Neil, everyone would know that we were back together.
"So, you don't want to make our relationship public?" Neil's eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he would punish me if I answered wrongly.
I shook my head, suppressing my inner resistance, "It's not that. Kitty will be there too tomorrow. I'm afraid she..."
Neil disagreed, "But she already knows, right? This will be public sooner or later, so there's no need to hide."
I stayed silent. If I refused again, Neil might start doubting me.
We stayed in bed a while longer, then got up, got dressed, and went downstairs. As soon as we got down, a whiff of food hit me. It smelled different from the usual meals our housemaid made.
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