If only he had adhered to his principles when Xyla Quest was hideous. If only he had resisted the temptation to cheat when Xyla was fat. Would his life have been better that way?
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world. Results and consequences were the only things that awaited him.
Buzz buzz buzz…
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, pulling him back to the present from his deep thoughts.
Tom Sullivan slowly recollected himself and took a look at his phone.
Seeing that Bailey Ronson was calling him, he quickly answered the call, “Yes?”
“The detention center just informed us that your sister would be released tomorrow morning. Let’s go to pick her up together,” Bailey said.
“Okay…”
“About the divorce… Well, our decision is final. I hope you can make up your mind soon. By the way, you’d better come back and apologize to your father. He’s mad.”
Tom felt a flicker of frustration at the mention of the word ‘divorce’. Irritation, grievance, and disappointment piled up in his heart, engulfing him like a horrifying monster.
He was at a loss for word. He immediately hung up on Bailey, switched off his phone, and threw it onto the passenger seat impatiently. He gritted his teeth as he mumbled to himself, “Emily… Emily…”
***
In the evening, after Stanley Batton and Xyla had had dinner with Jeremy Quest at the Quest family’s house, they went back to Xyla’s old bedroom.
The house had not changed in the slightest after she left.
Everything was the same as it was.
“Take a shower and get some rest. Don’t stay up too late,” Xyla reminded him.
“Alright, let’s take a shower together,” As Stanley spoke, he stretched his arms and lifted her effortlessly.
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