- 12.
I returned home empty–handed.
Seeing my empty pantry, I called Star.
“Star Jones, your man won’t leave me alone,
why don’t you take him away!”
Star thought I was taunting her and scolded
me furiously.
Her sharp voice almost pierced my eardrums.
I listened intently.
In the end, Star was tired of cursing, and I
pieced together a perfect storyline.
Someone who disliked Star reported her to
Grandma Caldwell.
Grandma Caldwell was furious, not only firing
her from the company, but also banning her
from working anywhere in the city.
Г
Grant hated her for my sake. He didn’t pay
her and took back all her gifts.
I laughed, “Star Jones, this ending suits you.
Mistresses deserve to be cursed.”
Star was enraged. I hung up and blocked her
number.
That day, I was happy, I wasn’t even hungry.
In the evening, Grant added me again with a
new number.
I was in a good mood and accepted.
Grant thanked me profusely for the
opportunity.
rolled
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I rolled my eyes, “I have limited patience, say
it.”
He was breaking down, crying uncontrollably.
I was stunned. “Grant Caldwell, if you added
me just to watch you cry, save it. I don’t have
that sick hobby.”
“No…”
Grant swallowed his tears, his eyes red as he
looked at me.
“Susan, I know why you won’t forgive me…
You saw my paintings, right? Don’t worry, I’ll
never hurt you again. I’m going to destroy
those paintings.”
^
Grant looked serious.
I watched with folded arms, not believing he
would burn his own work.
But just as I thought this, he threw a lighter.
The papers ignited, the fire spreading
instantly.
The studio was engulfed in flames.
I gasped, yelling, “Grant Caldwell, are you
crazy?! Don’t you want to live?!”
I quickly hung up and called the fire
department.
Although I had no feelings for Grant, I
couldn’t watch him die
Г
I took a taxi back to the city, rushing to the
villa.
The fire was extinguished. Most of the villa
was skeletal.
Grant sat on the steps, covered in soot, like a
lost soul.
Rage filled me, I slapped him.
“Grant Caldwell, if you want to die, die far
away! Dying in front of me is to make me feel
guilty?!”
He was stunned, looking at me blankly.
Tears streamed down his face, he hugged my
legs, crying.
Г
“Susan, I… I didn’t want to die. I just wanted
you to look at me again…..”
Grant spoke brokenly about my past
sacrifices.
Finally, he trembled, asking,
“Susan, what happened to us? Why don’t you
want me anymore…”
