"Yes because I still have a conscience. I'm not like you. Your brother was sick in the hospital. But you didn't come to see him," Selena said firmly. She was really insinuating me.
I could only stare at her now.
"You're very brave with me," I nodded, looking at her sharply.
"I wouldn't just leave Cody behind when there's no one to help him. He lives alone in this town," Selena said clearly.
"Well then you don't have to see Cody anymore. It will make your life more complicated. You just call the police. Tell them what happened. They can definitely take care of Cody,"
"Alright I'll do it. Thank you for your suggestion," Selena said and now she stood up from her sitting position.
"We're not done talking," I said firmly.
Selena scratched her head lazily. Then sat back down and looked at me flatly as if she wanted me to speak quickly.
"Who are Lily and Sarah?" I asked seriously.
"What? Lili and Sarah? Do you know them?" Selena asked with a panicked face.
"They're the two who messed up our wedding."
"Are you serious? Oh my god, those two are really reckless," Selena said softly while pressing her palm to her forehead.
"So they're already in jail?"
"Yes, they're both in jail. So who exactly are they?" I asked firmly.
Suddenly Selena grasped both my hands. She looked at me with a pleading face.
"Please Christian, don't be angry. I was stupid and careless. I really am a stupid girl. You don't scold me and punish me. Please Christian...," she said with a sad face.
"What's going on?" I asked, looking right and left.
"So actually Lili and Sarah are my best friends. But they turned into my enemies. When they found out that I married a rich man and they asked me for money to shut up. They said if I gave them money. They both wouldn't tell anyone about my lie of being your contract wife. He threatened to make our secret public. I was so scared that I gave them the money. But they continued to extort money from me. I told them I had no money and they ended up messing up the wedding. Maybe it was their revenge on me," Selena explained with a worried look on her face.
"So those two already knew our secret? Damn it. You're really careless Selena. I have to go to the police station right now to meet them. I'll make sure they don't spill our secrets again," I said firmly.
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SELENA'S POV
I enjoyed my coffee and pastries on the balcony of my apartment. I can see the beautiful city. Sometimes I think about my fate after I finish working with Christian. I wanted to finish my contract with Christian as soon as possible. But that's not possible. Yes, I have to wait for the time to come.
I just don't know where to start when I finish working with Christian. Maybe I already have enough money to live on. But I'm just scared that I'll be working at the club again and having a bad day.
I don't have any skills. So I can only work at the bar or maybe the cafeteria. I don't know, I just don't know what I'm really good at. Yeah, sometimes I'm scared about my future. Is this normal?
Suddenly my cell phone rang. I looked at the screen and frowned as I read it. Lucas? Does he need me?
"Hello Lucas?"
, "Selena are you busy? Can you come here?"
I was silent because I really just wanted to be in the apartment today.
"I'm so bored here, you can come here right?" Lucas asked in a pleading tone.
"The hospital is so far away. I'm actually too lazy to go there. If I could just blink my eyes and I'd already be at the hospital. That would be so hassle-free," I said with a chuckle.
"Hey! I'm already at the apartment. You only need to walk five steps to my apartment," Lucas said casually.
"So you're out of the hospital? Oh my god thank goodness. Okay I'll be out now," I said quickly hanging up the phone.
I quickly shut the door and now I'm standing in front of Lucas' apartment door. I rang the bell and the door opened. I see Lucas, who is still in his wheelchair. He has a big smile on his face as he looks at me.
"Come in," Lucas says casually. While driving the electric wheelchair he was using. I walk slowly while looking around the apartment.
"I've been a mess all day. I didn't have any friends. So I just called you," Lucas said casually while opening a large box.
"Yes, you can relax. I'll definitely have some free time for you," I said as I continued to watch Lucas open the big box.
Now he put down a box-shaped object and also a canvas and there was a box containing a lot of coloring.
"Do you like painting?" Lucas asked, seeing me smile.
"Huh? Painting? I've never even done it. But when I was little I loved to draw. I would love to be able to paint," I replied enthusiastically.
"I bought this package for me and it contains so much. So you might as well finish it," Lucas said as his hands arranged the items on the table. It looked like Lucas was struggling with just one hand. Because his left hand was still bandaged.
"I'll help you," I said as I arranged the brushes properly and the coloring properly.
I looked at the mountain and flower paintings and found that there was a number on each picture.
"Wow, this must be very exciting. So I can paint because there are numbers on this sketch?" I asked while pointing at the picture.
"Yes, you're right," he said, picking up the brush.
Now Lucas and I started painting carefully. I was so happy to be doing such a fun activity. We talked for about thirty minutes while painting and suddenly Lucas stopped painting and drove his wheelchair to the balcony. He was silent there. I just watched him from behind and I went back to painting again. Maybe he needed some time alone too. I don't know what was on his mind.
When I was painting again carefully, I was suddenly startled by the sound of the wall being hit by Lucas. I tried to keep quiet but Lucas looked so angry. He was even talking to himself and pacing back and forth. It's like there's anxiety inside him.
"You'd better get out of here. You're useless," Lucas said, startling me.
"Lucas, maybe you need to rest. Then I'll take care of this first. Then I'll leave," I said gently.
"No need! Leave right now!" Lucas said with an angry and crumpled face.
I exhaled heavily and finally left Lucas' apartment. I thought I would feel happy after getting out of Lucas' room. I thought I would finish the painting today and put it up in my room. But instead Lucas kicked me out. He was really annoying today. What on earth was Lucas thinking that he kicked me out so rudely?