"If I were you, I would never let my wife lose her face in public. Even if something happened, shouldn't you talk about it at home? Why did you have to make her lose her face in front of everyone? Don't you know that she cares most about her reputation?"
His sobs moved my wife. The heartache and hesitation in her eyes vanished, into coldness.
She defended the man, her face full of reproach as she stared at me. "There was never anything between Alexander and me."
"I've explained this to you so many times," she said, protecting Alexander, "You don't care about what was going on with me, you see everything as dirty!"
To be honest, before I came here ....
I really, really thought something serious had happened to her. And I considered the actions I should take if she had been framed up by someone else, a competitor or a hater, kind of-to destabilize the company.
But I never once considered, it was because of Alexander ... and Alexander again.
He was the nightclub host who Jocelyn suddenly met half a year ago, the one Jocelyn often brought up absentmindedly and the one Jocelyn believed herself to be the God in the redemption story.
She was so desperate to save his life to lead to countless fierce arguments between us.
She always absentmindedly defended him. She believed I was the aggressive and the wrong one.
Until, I couldn't take it anymore and brought up divorce.
Only then did she quiet down.
She said, "I promise, Alexander will never between us."
"Choosing you or Alexander, how could I not understand?"
She cried, declaring her love and begging me to give her a chance.
Sad to say, my heart softened.
I thought we had weathered the storm and gotten her sweetheart out of our lives, but I thought wrong. In just a month, he came back before me in this kind of situation.
Seeing Jocelyn completely side with him, a wave of fatigue instantly spread through my limbs, dragging me down so much that even the air felt suffocating.
"Forget it," I said in soft and calm voice.
She froze and asked, "What did you say?"
"Phillip, what did you just say?"
"I said forget it." I tried my best to stay calm. I didn't want to let this kind of thing affect my mood anymore, so I told her, "I can sign the bail and I can let you continue to be with your sweetheart."
"But ...." I ignored the secretly gloating man beside me and smiled at Jocelyn's astonished face. "Let's just call it quits."
"Jocelyn."