"In that case, why don't you go back and take care of her."
I hung up the phone. Rodney might realize that I didn't plan to go back, so he never called me again during the dinner.
I had a good relationship with my colleagues, and several of them even ordered milk in the restaurant and didn't have me drink alcohol.
I drove slowly, and it took a long time before I arrived downstairs of my house.
I thought I would have to face Rodney's questioning after returning home, but he was not at home.
The room was empty and eerily quiet.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
I washed up and was about to sleep, but suddenly, I heard rustling noises from the living room.
I had never been a good sleeper. When I got up and turned on the light, I saw a man standing in the living room.
"Cecilia, you're back."
Rodney reached out to hug me, but I slapped his hand away.
I didn't know what he was planning. He came back in the middle of the night. What about Macey?
"Cecilia, since you are here, take the money and go to the hospital. Macey's wound is serious, and I don't have enough cash."
"You don't have enough cash. Don't you have a card?"
I looked at the man in front of me coldly. I loved him and trusted him in the past.
When he took the money I gave him and went out to have fun with Macey, I wanted to keep him by my side.
"Cecilia, Macey is in danger. Please help her."
Rodney asked me for help because of Macey. I never expected their relationship to be so close.
"I don't have any money now."
Most of my money had been invested in the institution, and the remaining had been transferred to my mom. I only had enough money for food.
"Why are you kidding at a time like this, Cecilia? You have 200 thousand dollars in your card. Just think of it as Macey borrowing it from you. Besides, she can't spend 200 thousand dollars in the hospital."
When I looked at Rodney, who was looking at me with pleading eyes, horror flooded me in waves as if I had never known him before.
"Cecilia, say something. You're not jealous of Macey, are you?"
Rodney still thought that I was petty.
"Well, if you don't want to give me the money, I'll find a way myself."
Rodney searched through all the drawers and cabinets at home, and I knew he was trying to find my card.
Rodney left in anger after he didn't find any money and the card.