There was a look of surprise on his face when he saw the girl’s underwear on the bed, but he didn’t seem to think much of it.
“It’s Violet. You know her…” he paused briefly, his eyes studying my face. “She is Violet Murphy.”
“She was the one you kissed, right?” I asked him bluntly.
“I didn’t kiss her, Scarlett. Don’t make a big deal out of it. I have explained it to you about it, haven’t I? I am your mate, and it’s natural that we should trust each other. Why are you acting like this?” he pursed his lips in annoyance, and I went silent.
“Those things are also hers, right?” I continue to ask.
He frowned as he glanced at the things that were strewn all over the bed. There was not only underwear but also a pile of clothes.
“Don’t exaggerate it. She might have just opened her suitcase and tried to find something. So she ended up bringing them all out.” Ryan explained to me.
“She was wearing our clothes.” I insisted.
“You are making it too much of a big deal, Scarlett. She also already told you that her eyesight isn’t good, right? Besides, she is already changing her clothes, just like you requested.” He was looking at me like I was acting so childish for bringing this up.
I bit my lip and didn’t argue anymore. Suddenly, the urge to tell him about my pregnancy just vanished like that. If I were to tell him about my disease, I wonder how he would react. Would he be happy that I would soon be gone from his life?
I traced the bracelet on my wrist and was slightly comforted. It gave me the feeling as if my brother was here with me and it gave me strength.
After our minor argument, Ryan went out to do his duties. He only came back when it was dinner time. Usually, we always talk about a lot of things during dinner; it was the time that I have waited the most. However, now there was an additional person on the table.
I sat beside Ryan while Violet sat across from us.
We were still picking up foods to our plate when Violet stayed silent. There was confusion on her face and she kept on rubbing her eyes.
She took a spoon of something and then stopped. The action made Ryan ask her, “You don’t like the food, Violet?”
Violet acted as if she was surprised and then shook her head. “Sorry if it takes me a while to pick the food. I still can’t see clearly. Please don’t wait for me, you two can eat first.”
Suddenly, Ryan moved from the seat beside mine. He brought his plate along, and then he sat beside Violet. “What kind of food do you like? You can tell me and I will pick it up for you.”
I shot him a look. He seemed to understand that his actions made my mood plummet. Through mind-link, he explained, “It will be convenient to help her pick the food if I am here. I believe that you will understand. The more she eats, the sooner she will get better. She will take care of herself then.”
“Fine,” I said flatly.
Throughout the dinner, I witnessed them being so close to each other. Every food that Violet requested, Ryan would get it for her.
He even went as far as asking the cook to make the dishes if they were not available on the table yet. I only took a few bites and lost my appetite; not sure whether it was because of my illness or because of them.
I excused myself to return to the bedroom early and took a bath.
There were a lot of Luna duties that I had done earlier. They piled up because of my absence. As I let my mind wander, I finished cleaning myself in no time.
I exited the bathroom and was surprised to see Violet sitting on the bed. She said something about packing her stuff out of the room and I just gave a quick glance.
“Why did you go to this room in the first place, anyway?” I raised my eyebrow, sarcasm apparent in my tone.
“I didn’t look clearly…” she explained with a low voice. “I believe I already explained my condition to you.”
I only shook my head, and no longer pursued the matter further. However, seeing that innocent look on her face still made me uncomfortable. She was obviously not an innocent person.
Memories of her and Ryan being so close with each other flashed in my mind. I hurriedly shook the image away, not willing for negative thoughts to enter my mind.
I was looking for distraction when my thoughts were disturbed. I suddenly heard something breaking. My head snapped toward Violet, who had stepped away and was looking down confusedly.
I almost stopped breathing upon seeing what it was. The bracelet that my brother had given me was shattered, the pieces all over the floor. I had taken it off and put it on the bedside.
“I-I am sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Even so, there was no apologetic tone or expression in her eyes. She did it on purpose.
Rage consumed me and blinded all my rationality away. I took a quick stride and slapped her.
At the same time, a sound thundered inside the bedroom. “Scarlett? What are you doing?”
It was Ryan, who had just returned from the kitchen.
