"My dear, come and eat some fruit." Gerald called.
I came back to my senses and suddenly felt a pain in my hand. I realized that the fruit knife had cut my finger and blood was coming out.
"Lucy!" Gerald immediately threw down the fruit plate, his eyes red with heartache, "How did you get cut? Don't move, my dear."
He searched the medicine box and found a band-aid and carefully helped me put it on.
"Does it still hurt?"
I looked at him with red eyes and big tears fell on the back of his hand. I couldn't figure it out. How could such a careful man who loved me so much cheat on me?
Gerald thought I was crying because of the pain. He leaned close to my finger and kissed it, gently comforting me.
"I will blow on you and it won't hurt in a while."
Gerald turned off the lights, hugged me gently from behind and his warm breath hit the back of my neck.
"Wife, I actually wanted to spend some time with you tonight. But my dear hand is injured, so I'll just hug Lucy and have a good sleep."
I didn't say anything.
After a while, I heard Gerald's even breathing behind me and he fell asleep.
I stared at Gerald's face in the dark and my tears wet the pillow.