I would rather use this time to relax than listen to someone I can't stand say disgusting things.
Steven stood silent, staring at his phone for a long time.
Ever since Zachary said Annalise was kind-hearted, he had assumed she wouldn't bear to see him sad. He thought she would eventually forgive him.
It was only at this moment that Steven suddenly snapped out of it. "So, what should I do for you to forgive me?"
"You don't need to do anything," I answered firmly. "Because there's no possibility for us anymore."
I hung up the phone and lay back on the bed, pouting.
I had already blocked his number, yet he still found a way to contact me. He was truly persistent.
Unfortunately, his efforts were misguided.
But enough about him. I should focus on whether I should bring something when I visit my mom tomorrow and how to explain it to her so that she won't be angry.
I placed my hand over my eyes and sighed.
In my mother's eyes, I was someone who should never have gotten a divorce. But I didn't listen to her.
She would definitely give me an earful.
…
I got up early in the morning and washed up.
As I walked out of the bedroom, I saw Zane standing at the door.
He was wearing a deep blue silk pajama, which made him appear even more elegant. He stepped forward and held my hand.
I looked at our intertwined hands, still not entirely used to it.
Before him, I had only dated one man—Steven.
Steven's level of selfishness surpassed that of most people. During our six years together, he rarely took the initiative to hold my hand or kiss me.
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