Committed boyfriend leaving his mistress? In my opinion, there's really no need for that.
Chapter 2
Anyone would know that once I go up there and confront him, things between James and me could never be the same. Especially these past two years, our conflicts have only increased. Silent treatments, arguments, breaking things—it's become routine. The most recent was half a month ago. I can't even remember what sparked it. In the end, I threw a water cup at him. He could have dodged, but he didn't. Let the blood run down from his forehead, his gaze icy cold. "Do you even resemble the person you used to be?"
How absurd. If I've changed, hasn't he changed too? He changes, and it's justified. I change, and it's unforgivable?
I knocked on the door. James opened it, still wearing that gentle smile, looking inside. "Leave it, I'll handle it." He turned back, and the moment he saw me, his smile broke, his gentle gaze turning to ice. "Who is it?" A cute girl peeked out from behind James. Meeting her gaze, I was momentarily stunned. James shifted slightly. "You go inside first." His deep, serious voice left the girl a bit confused. A smile crept onto my face unexpectedly.
I quickly extended my hand. "Hello, I'm James's colleague, here to discuss some work matters with him." James glanced at me lightly, acknowledging my excuse. "You stay home; we'll talk outside." "Is it inconvenient? Did I disturb Mrs. Xie?" The girl blushed, waving her hands quickly. "No, I'm not Mrs. Xie, we haven't..." "Not married yet? Then it must be soon. I'll want a drink at your wedding."
The girl's face turned even redder, shyly sneaking glances at James. My smile widened. "By the way, I'm Lila, what's your name?" "Lily, nice to meet you!"