[~Song Recomndation: Jealous by Nina~]
"What the—"
"Shh! I saw Duncan!" Cammy whispered urgently.
Ellie quickly scanned the area, and when Cammy pointed him out, her blood boiled instantly at the sight of who he was with.
"That bastard has the nerve to flaunt his mistress out in the open just a few days after the plane crash!" Ellie seethed.
Cammy squinted, trying to make out what Duncan was buying. "Is he getting a can of paint?"
"Who cares what he’s buying, let’s get closer. Co on!" Ellie said, dragging Cammy to the aisle next to Duncan and Annie.
Cammy wanted to protest, but she couldn’t risk being seen, so she kept quiet and followed Ellie’s lead.
"I want the sky blue or powder blue one," they heard Annie say.
"But babe, we don’t know our baby’s gender yet. It’s safer to go with green or yellow, or anything neutral," Duncan replied.
"I’m sure our baby is a boy and will look just like you. We should na him after you, babe. Anyway, pick whichever color you like; I just don’t want to see those pink walls anymore."
"They’re going to paint the twins’ room..." Cammy murmured with dropped shoulders and lowered head, rembering that the only pink walls in their house were in the twin’s room. She grabbed Ellie’s wrist. "Let’s go, Ellie. I don’t want to risk being seen."
Ellie didn’t argue and followed Cammy, sensing the sadness in her voice. But as soon as they were far away enough, her anger boiled over.
"That bitch! I’m so mad I want to shove her face into the ground! How dare she use the twins’ nursery!" Ellie fud.
"It’s to be expected, though, since they think I’m dead..." Cammy muttered.
"Even so! It hasn’t even been a week, and that asshole isn’t even grieving. Did you see how happy he looked? I’m so furious right now, I’d love to yank that whore’s hair out!"
"Yeah, I saw his smile. It was genuine... Let’s just pay for these things so we can start cleaning the apartnt," Cammy said, not waiting for Ellie as she quickly headed to the cashier with their cart.
She wanted to cry, but her heart felt numb. It hurt so much to see him excited and happy—sothing she had never experienced with him.
’Am I a terrible wife? How did we end up like this, hon?’ Cammy wondered as she waited in line.
Ellie noticed the shift in Cammy’s mood, so after paying for the supplies, she quickly texted Ric, informing him of what happened and giving so instructions, which he quickly agreed to.
Wasting no ti, the two headed back to the apartnt and began cleaning.
Determined to forget what she had seen, Cammy threw herself into the task, focusing solely on cleaning the apartnt until there was nothing left to do.
"Wow, we are amazing, girl!" Ellie exclaid, giving Cammy a high-five.
"I know, right? I knew this place just needed a little love to shine again," Cammy said, looking around the clean and shiny living room.
The apartnt was on the rooftop of a three-story building. It had a modest-sized open living and dining area, a master bedroom, and a small room perfect for a child like Dylan. Outside, the rooftop offered ample space for so potted plants, outdoor chairs, and a table. The view overlooked the city, with the Cross Tech building visible just a bus ride away.
"I can’t believe you saw the potential in this place. If it were up to , I would’ve passed on it, but you were right—this place is a hidden treasure," Ellie said to Cammy.
"At first, it was the view that caught my heart, and the fact that it’s close to my office and Dylan’s school makes it super convenient. When I saw the inside, I didn’t even care anymore because I was already sold on the location and the view. At night, I can just relax on the rooftop while working on the resort’s website. It was perfect from the start."
"Alright, let’s pack up. We still have ti; we can have dinner in one of the restaurants near Ric’s penthouse before heading back to the resort," Ellie said as she began gathering their things.
"E-Ellie, I-I don’t think I can go back to the resort..." Cammy stamred, her voice trembling, tears threatening to spill.
Ellie looked up, frowning. "What about Dylan?" she asked, but her expression softened imdiately when she saw the distress on Cammy’s face and she knew why. If she’s in Cammy’s situation she’d feel the sa or even worse.
Cammy stayed silent and bit her lower lip, fearing that if she spoke, her tears would imdiately start to fall.
She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, calming herself before speaking. "I-I think I need so ti to myself. I’ve been holding in my emotions because I don’t want Dylan to see cry. Please, just for tonight, take him with you. Tell him I’m still not done cleaning. I promise I’ll go back to the resort tomorrow."
"You don’t even have a mattress or pillows here. How will you sleep?" Ellie asked, worried.
"I’ll manage," Cammy replied.
"No, that’s not okay. Text the address, and I’ll borrow so pillows and a comforter from Ric. I’ll have them delivered to you. I’m sure he won’t mind," Ellie insisted.
"Alright, let’s head out together. I’ll pick up so food and water so I can eat later while painting Dylan’s room," Cammy said.
Ellie nodded without knowing the real intention of Cammy and why she wanted to stay in the apartnt alone tonight.
As Cammy had told Ellie, she returned to the apartnt after picking up so items from the nearby convenience store and began painting Dylan’s room. However, she hadn’t ntioned to her friend that she wanted to stay there to drink alone.
"Damn you, Duncan! I’ll never forgive you! Even if you kneel before and cry tears of blood, I swear you’ll pay for what you’ve done!" Cammy shouted, furiously brushing paint on the wall while occasionally taking sips from the bottle of soju.
Days had passed, yet the pain of seeing her husband with another woman remained as sharp as ever. She longed to drown her sorrows in alcohol and weep until there was nothing left, hoping it might ease the ache in her heart.
In less than an hour, the pillow and comforter Ellie had promised arrived. Cammy dropped the paintbrush onto the newspaper-covered floor, grabbed her wallet, and headed for the door as soon as she heard a knock.
"How much would that—Oh!" Cammy raised an eyebrow in surprise upon seeing who had knocked on her door.
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