"I am not being sarcastic. I am also a doctor, so of course, I know how easy it is for her congenital disease to recur. I don't blame you. I understand," I interrupted his speculation. It was so tiring to talk to him about this kind of thing.
Seeing that he wanted to say something more, I added, "I know there's nothing going on between you. You knew her from when you were little. If you wanted something to happen, you would have done something already."
I stopped him from saying anything and asked him to leave.
"I'm not used to having someone next to me right now. Given my condition, I think I'll sleep in the guest room from now on."
After saying that, I pushed Cedric out of the door without caring about what he was thinking.
I was limping, so he wanted to support me, but I dodged away.
Then I closed the door, leaving him finding it hard to believe.
After a little while, I heard him cursing outside the door. Although his voice was not loud, I knew what he was talking about.
In all these years, I had never crossed him, and he had never suffered such grievances before.
Of course, he felt like cursing.
His mood used to be my everything, but now, I felt that he was a total stranger.