I turned to look at him, "I've already said, I really don't care. It's you guys who are obsessed. John, I'm very tired. I worked a day and rushed to your company for the celebration, without eating a bite, and now I just want to sleep. Can you be quiet for a while?"
After that, I went straight to the guest room.
John was shocked by my attitude. I had always been accommodating, gentle, and often possessive.
Our arguments always revolved around Emily.
And he never took my side.
Maybe he was prepared for me to come back and have a big fight with him, had already thought of excuses on the way, but he didn't get the expected reaction from me.
I heard him smashing the coffee table in the living room.
But I was too tired to appease him. I had an important client coming for an inspection tomorrow. If I managed it well, I might get a promotion.
As for John, he could do whatever he wanted.
Seeing that I was ignoring him, he eventually quieted down. Soon, his phone rang with a special ringtone, making it clear who was calling.
I heard him tiptoe to the bathroom to take the call.
It was truly how the ostrich sticking its head in the sand.
When I woke up the next day, John was already gone.