"Whitney, I'm sorry. I really feel sorry for hurting you. After that, I really regretted it. I shouldn't do that! I
shouldn't hurt you! You love me so much and have always treated me so well, but I have hurt you so
ruthlessly. You must be very sad, right? I really know that I was wrong. I don't love Jane at all. In my
heart, from beginning to end, I only love you. I want to meet you tomorrow morning at the golf course in
the western suburbs. I want you to give me another chance to make it up to you. I'll wait there until
noon. You don't have to text me back. If you didn't come, then I would know your answer."
After sending it, I quickly delete the text message.
After waiting for a while, Whitney does not reply to my text message, so I'm relieved.
My intuition tells me she should be there tomorrow.
Inside, the sound of water stops. I hurriedly put the phone back where it was and pretend that nothing
has happened.
Frances opens the bathroom door and walks out. Then, he returns to the bed and hugs me.
I just sent a text message with his mobile phone. I'm a little guilty.
I break free from his embrace and get out of bed.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
I take a long bath, perhaps because I'm so worried about what I'm going to do tomorrow.
Later, I don't open the bathroom door and walk out until I am a little dizzy.
I think that after I have a bath for so long, Frances should have fallen asleep.
But when I walk out, I see him actually looking through his phone.
'Damn it! Whitney doesn't reply to my message, does she?'
'In this way, my plan may fall through.'
I walk towards Frances and ask as if nothing has happened.
"What are you looking at?"
"Browsing your Weibo to see if you've spoken ill of me behind my back."
As he speaks, he waves his phone at me.
I am relieved to hear that.
I lie down beside Frances, but think of a thing suddenly!
Not only have I spoken ill of Frances, but I do it more than once!
Before, I misunderstood him, and wanted to marry him to revenge. During that time, I had to face my
so-called enemy every day. I was very depressed.
Therefore, I cursed Frances on Weibo almost every day.
I haven't logged on Weibo during this period of time and have forgotten about it!
I bury my head under the blanket and turn my back to Frances with guilt, hoping to muddle through.
However, Frances doesn't seem to intend to let me off just like that.
He clears his throat and reads behind me word by word, "Frances, you are cruel and unscrupulous!
One day, I will chop you up and feed you to the dog!"
"Frances, you shameless bastard, actually did such a thing to me. I really want you to directly become
a eunuch!"
I swear more and more at him. I feel that I might not be far from death anymore.
"Frances, you bastard! One day I'll find your weakness and teach you a lesson!"
Frances rests his head on my shoulder and whispers, "How do you want to teach me a lesson?"
In an instant, I feel like weeping but have no tears.
I force a smile and say to Frances, "I haven't found your weakness yet."
"Didn't I tell you everything? You are my weakness."
"Frances, you shameless bastard, actually did such a thing to me. | really want you to directly become
a eunuch!"
| swear more and more at him. | feel that | might not be far from death anymore.
“Frances, you bastard! One day I'll find your weakness and teach you a lesson!"
Frances rests his head on my shoulder and whispers, "How do you want to teach me a lesson?"
In an instant, | feel like weeping but have no tears.
| force a smile and say to Frances, "| haven't found your weakness yet."
"Didn't | tell you everything? You are my weakness."
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