I knew he was trying to anger me, to provoke me, but he had no idea that I wasn't affected. When there's no love, there are no vulnerabilities.
I went to bed early and didn't even know when Celine came home.
When I woke up in the morning, she had already prepared a lavish breakfast and packed her suitcase and said, "Honey, take your time eating. I need to head out to catch a flight."
I watched her leave, smiling, "Goodbye."
Hearing my words, Celine's heart suddenly tightened. We'll never see each other again.
She dragged her suitcase down to the parking garage, feeling a vague sense of unease. As she recalled the earlier scene, she finally understood where her unease came from.
My smile and my eyes when I watched her leave, it was cold, with no hint of emotion.
"Celine! Let me help you with the luggage." Jericho got out of the car and volunteered.
Celine turned around and glanced behind him. After seeing no one, she scolded him in a reproachful tone, "Didn't I tell you not to come pick me up? What if Ruben sees?"
Jericho didn't care, "Celine, isn't this the kind of thrill you like? Come on, hurry, or you'll miss your flight."