He acted as if nothing had happened, which even made me feel that the person in the office today was not him, and he didn't say those cold words.
There was no smell of strange perfume on her body, so he must return home after taking a shower.
But I still couldn't control the urge to vomit, so I avoided him.
I asked him, "Are you tired today?"
He said, "Yes, and I miss you."
I continued, "Luke, you didn't hide anything from me, did you?"
He was a little stunned, staring at me with his beautiful eyes.
Suddenly, he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me fiercely.
Suddenly, tears fell from my eyes.
My tears fell on Luke's arm, making him shake all over.
He quickly stopped and asked me what was wrong.
He acted as if he loved me very much.
After that day, Luke seemed to become busier.
At first, I was concerned about whether something happened in his company, but he always avoided my questions.
Later, I stopped asking.
I always thought of the conversation I heard outside his office door that day.
I guessed Luke hadn't figured out how to announce the end of the game to me.
So, I also began to avoid him.
But he still made breakfast for me before work and hugged me late at night as usual.
I began to brainwash myself, thinking what I saw that day was just a misunderstanding.
I forced myself to forget what happened that day.
One day, a woman who said she was Luke's fiancée came to me.
Luke went to the company early, and I was about to go out.
When I opened the door, I saw her standing at my door with a smile, and her dimples made her look sweet.
"Ms. Smith?"
She asked and looked me up and down with an innocent look, then looked behind me.
I moved aside and motioned for her to come in.
Her voice was soft and sweet.
"Ms. Smith, my name is Sarah Clarke.
"I should introduce myself. I'm Luke's fiancée."
I sat opposite her, feeling pain in my heart.
"Hello, I'm Olivia Smith."
I tried to keep my voice calm.
Sarah said she was just passing by.
She knew that Luke had a girlfriend here.
But her tone seemed to show she didn't care.
She looked around and then snorted.
She said, "Since Luke was born, he has never lived in such a small house."
Sarah talked a lot about Luke's childhood.
Her tone was gentle, like a soft knife stabbing into my heart, hurting me so much that I couldn't breathe.
She and Luke were childhood sweethearts.
In the evening, Luke came back early.