However, she was unwilling to come to the hospital to see my mother for the last time.
One could easily tell whom she loved.
I turned around and intended to find another way to leave.
But Jane had already seen me.
"Yannick Chambers, why are you here?"
She asked questioningly, knitting her brows unconsciously.
Jane suspected that I was stalking her, which was a habit she kept after she rose to fame.
She seemed to have turned into a different person after she became a popular star.
She had changed to a stranger to me, no longer lively and innocent, and would no longer smile at me.
She became so distant that there was impatience in her eyes when she talked to others.
I remembered taking her to my hometown to meet my parents and discuss the wedding date.
However, she was heavily disguised and only gave perfunctory answers to my relatives' kind questions. When a child touched her gently out of curiosity, Jane pushed the child to the ground, saying that he had stained her dress.
Indeed, she was a famous star.
Of course, no ordinary ones could be in her league.
But even when she came to my place, she ignored my parents' care about her, reluctant to talk more to them, only saying that she was too busy with work to get enough rest.
At the dinner table, she was so picky that she accused my mother of intentions to ruin her career and make her tied to having babies and doing domestic chores by fattening her up with such greasy and pungent meat.
My mother had no way to defend herself and could only remove all the dishes with meat. But Jane continued to say disdainfully that the vegetables were not fresh and must be topped with imported Wagyu beef. How would my mother know what kind of beef it was? She spent a lot of money on having someone get the beef for Jane but was rejected again with an excuse that the beef was not authentic. Then, Jane only stayed in my home for one day before she left in a hurry.
My mother was startled by Jane's outrageous behavior and cried in the kitchen, blaming herself.
I argued with Jane about what she did, but she didn't take it seriously and even blamed me for taking her back to my home, declaring that if it weren't for my insistence on taking her to see my parents, nothing would have happened.
I couldn't help but give a snorting laugh in a fit of anger.
Didn't I even have the right to bring my girlfriend home?