This was a call from Bonnie.
The fact that Neil picked up so quickly showed how much he valued this call. Anytime, anywhere, as long as Bonnie called him, he would answer immediately.
Even when I, his wife in name, was right beside him, he didn't give a damn.
"What's up? Don't cry," Neil's voice was gentler than I had ever heard, "Just stay put. I'll be right there."
After hanging up, Neil promptly pulled over and turned to me, "You can take a cab home, or I can call someone to pick you up."
"What happened?" I asked curiously.
"Something I need to deal with," Neil replied impatiently.
"Where? Take me with you. I'm not doing anything right now," I stubbornly refused to get out of the car.
I thought Neil would refuse, but to my surprise, he turned and looked at me, a cruel smile flickering in his eyes, "You really want to come?"
If it was Bonnie in trouble and he was going to help, I would only witness his care for another woman and feel the sting of jealousy.
Neil loved to make me uncomfortable, to make me regret marrying him.
I answered curtly, "Let's go."
Neil said no more. He stepped on the gas, and we were on the road again.
Finally, we pulled up outside a mall. I got out and looked around, but Neil was already walking inside. I followed him in, all the way up to the sixth floor, which was filled with all sorts of eateries.
There was a commotion at a Japanese restaurant, seemingly some sort of incident. I didn't go in, just watched from a distance.
Five minutes later, Neil and Bonnie came out together. Bonnie looked like she had been crying, her eyes red.
Neil reached out and gently stroked her hair, as if he were petting a cute kitten. He even slightly bent down to listen to Bonnie attentively.
He had always been the subject of various scandals, so he didn't care about being seen in public now.
My heart was empty. I tried to ignore my feelings, took out my phone, took a picture, and then turned to leave. As I was waiting for the elevator, I overheard some people discussing what had just happened in the Japanese restaurant.
Apparently, Bonnie was dining there and found worm eggs in the salmon. She complained to the restaurant owner and ended up in an argument, even being locked in the kitchen.
Such a little girl, needing big shot Neil to handle even a small problem. And the worst part was, Neil seemed to enjoy it.
I hailed a cab home and sent the photo I had taken to Russel.
It was only when I got home that I received his reply: ?
I didn't even know why I had sent him the picture. Was I hoping for his sympathy?
Just then, Barbara called, "Rena, are you free tomorrow?"
"Yes, what's up?" I asked.
"Come with me to try on engagement dresses. Norman and I are getting engaged next weekend and planning the wedding for the end of the year," Barbara's voice was cheerful, radiating happiness.
"Sounds good. Just text me the address. Let's meet at eight in the morning, okay?" I replied.
"Alright!" Barbara quickly hung up and texted me the address of a bridal shop.
I rubbed my temples and walked into the living room. I felt worn out. Ada and another housekeeper were cleaning. They both greeted me when they saw me come in.
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