On the day she ran into Ian Linton again, it was an evening when she and Edward Stephens were having dinner at a Western restaurant.
He seed to have just accompanied a few clients outside, and when he saw her and Edward Stephens seated across from her, his expression clearly froze for a mont.
Daisy Ginger had already finished the steak and was savoring the last dessert. Seeing him, she greeted him brightly.
"Ian, long ti no see."
Ian Linton looked at her, then at Edward Stephens, before nodding towards her.
Several tables away, Daisy Ginger didn’t clearly see Ian Linton’s expression, but seeing him leave with the clients after greeting her, she didn’t think much of it.
After dinner, Edward Stephens paid the bill, and Daisy Ginger said to him, "I’m going to the restroom."
The man responded, "Shall I accompany you?"
"No need." Daisy Ginger shook her head, "I’ll be right back."
Edward Stephens leaned in front of the cashier, watching her leave.
In the past few days, perhaps as a form of making up, Edward Stephens had been dropping her off and picking her up from work.
Daisy Ginger couldn’t quite explain what this ant.
Does Edward Stephens have feelings for her? She’s not sure; but saying he doesn’t, he’s willing to coax her.
He’s more incomprehensible than eight years ago.
If it were back when they just got married, Edward Stephens willing to coax her would have certainly made her happy, but people’s hearts are greedy. Once she got a bit of his attention, she wanted more, and if it was less than before, she’d feel cheated.
Last ti, she got a ring from him, and this ti, she got a scar in his palm that will never fade.
Perhaps one day, she and Edward Stephens will eventually divorce, but on his body, he carries the marks she left on him, just like those he once left on her heart.
This might be considered eternity too, right?
*
After using the restroom, Daisy Ginger washed her hands at the sink, glanced in the mirror, took out her lipstick from her bag, and refreshed her makeup.
When she put the lipstick back into her bag and raised her head again, she saw soone reflected in the mirror behind her.
Daisy Ginger was slightly startled, turned her head, and saw Ian Linton, "Ian, you haven’t..."
Ian Linton frowned, without saying a word, but he gripped her wrist and led her into the hallway.
Stumbling a few steps as he led her, Daisy Ginger finally reacted, "Ian, what are you doing, where are you taking ..."
Ian Linton suddenly pinned her against the wall, the impact making Daisy Ginger let out a muffled groan. She looked at him sowhat incredulously; in the dim shadow of the hallway’s lights, Ian Linton’s elegant face seed inexplicably sinister and mad.
"You really reconciled?!"
Ian Linton asked her sharply.
Daisy Ginger widened her eyes slightly, completely unsure how to react at the mont.
"After the way he treated you, you really reconciled with him?"
He looked extrely angry, gripping her shoulders tightly, pressing her against the wall, speaking through clenched teeth, word by word.
"Daisy Ginger, how can you degrade yourself like this!"
Looking closely, Daisy Ginger only then realized that Ian Linton’s appearance seed a bit off.
His beard seed like it hadn’t been shaved for several days, with a layer of stubble on his chin; his eyes had red veins, and even his face looked sowhat swollen, unsure if he hadn’t slept well or drank too much...
Those bloodshot eyes intensely staring at her, the look was not of a normal person, but like that of a madman gazing at so deeply ingrained enemy.
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