Even after getting engaged to me, he could still lie in the same bed with her.
"Andrew, you are disgusting!" I thought.
3
The next day, Andrew came to the company.
I floated behind him unimpeded, and the people in the company passed through my soul.
Andrew frowned, his whole body exuding coldness.
He listened to the work arrangements absentmindedly, checking the phone from time to time,
The secretary who was reporting his schedule thought he was dissatisfied with his work.
"Mr. Baker..."
Andrew turned off his phone. "It's nothing, just continue."
"What was he waiting for? Waiting for me to give in and call him like I usually do?
But Andrew, where were you when I needed you the most?" I thought.
At noon, Andrew put down the documents and called the secretary's extension.
"Why hasn't lunch been delivered yet?"
Andrew cooked for Ava in the morning, and rushed to the company without having time to eat.
Unexpectedly, the lunch today was particularly delayed.
The secretary was startled. "Mr. Baker... you never let us take care of your lunch."
"In the past, your lunch was always delivered by Ms. Brown."
I stood beside the table and watched Andrew suddenly clench his fists.
He never knew that his lunch was always carefully prepared by me.
He was picky about food and had a weak stomach.
I took classes to learn how to cook, and had learned to cook so many dishes.
I asked someone to deliver lunch to his company every day.
Andrew hung up the phone in anger. "You'd better never reply to my messages!"
There was a framed photo on his desk, a picture of us together on our second anniversary.
He poked my face in the photo with a pen, and reluctantly touched it.
Then he turned the stuffed doll I gave him upside down.
He often said that this doll was like me, always by his side.
Every time I made him angry, he would punish the doll by making it stand upside down.
"Olivia, you have to stay with me forever, like this doll."
I cried silently.
Ava hadn't returned at that time, and there was no crack in our relationship.
I thought I would be Andrew's favorite woman.
But two years ago, Ava returned from abroad.
Ava was Andrew's high school classmate. They had an intense love-hate relationship from high school to college.
In the end, Ava married a rich man and went abroad, and they chose to break up.
Ava was his Achilles' heel.
Every time Andrew recalled something about Ava, his eyes were filled with hatred.