Chapter 7
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“Do you know how worried everyone has been about you lately?”
A friend grabbed the bottle and tried to permade him earnestly.
“We just called Helen She’s on her way to take you home, Please, stop drindang kay
and suddenly felt a wave of disgust at the mere mention of Helen’s name,
“Who told you to call her? Tint Task
“She’s your girlfriend. Who else should vor a nif?”
“What kind of girlfriend is she to me?
Paul let out a cold laugh
“Do you pot kunow who my real girlfriend 107”
The group exchangeol uncertain glances.
“Paul, have you Forgotten? You and Grace linke up
“Yeahs, and didn’t you tell us in the group chat to call Helen Sister–in–law‘?”
we even congratulated you two before leaving the chat.”
“Aren’t you and Helen supposed to be getting engaged?”
“There won’t be an engagement.”
Paul gestured for someone to operamcher bottle.
“Paul, you really shouldn’t drink any i
“You think I’ll listen to you?
“No, you never listen to us. You’ve only ever listened to Grace:
“If Grace were still here, you’d have gone home with her without a fass and wouldn’t be drinking yourself into the hospital.”
Paul didn’t respond, but he didn’t deny it either.
One of his friends pulled out his phone.
Screams at 2 AM.
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Tecan late word don’t work on you then there’s nothing we can do.”
Thit to Fort yone’s surprise, the call didn’t go through
They all tried calling her one by me.
Every single one of thele mumbers had been blocked and deleted by Grner.
The room fell into a muffocating silence,
Pail sat on the sofa, his eyes like frost,
“Maybe Grace is just really angry.”
“Yeah. Paul. After all, you broke up with her so abruptly and get involved with her so called sister.“
“Anyone would feel wronged anyone would find that unbearable”
“She’s been living alone these past weeks.”
“My cousin saw her leaving the cemetery after her mom’s anniversary. Her eyes were swollen from crying
“Paul, maybe you should go to her apartment and find her.
Paul suddenly recalled the day Grace moved out of the family hone
She had dragged two enormous suitcases, leaving without looking back.
That house had once been hers, those people her family.
But over time, the house had become Helen and her mother’s
Her father had become Helen’s father.
And Paul, bewitched by Helen’s youthful charm, had discarded Grace like she was nothing.
At that moment, the image in Paul’s mind was of Grace’s last look at him.
Her gaze was calm, devoid of any emotion.
It was as if he were just a stranger, an insignificant passerby in her life.
Paul abruptly stood up, ready to leave, but before he could move, Helen pushed the door open and entered.
**Paul,” she called softly, her face carrying that same frail, timid expression,
Her beautiful almond–shaped eyes glistened as if tears could fall at any moment, making it easy
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anyone to think she had been wronged
“Why did you drink so much again? You’ll complain about a headache tomorrow.”
Helen walked over and clung to his arm, her voice gentle and full of concert
Paid was about to speak but stopped when he caught a familiar scent from her
His heart skipped a beat, and the hand he had intended to use to push her away froze mid–air
“Why does it smeli so good?”
Paul’s sudden soft tone made Helen blush and beam with excitement
“Bit the same brand as last time?”
Helen’s smile faltered for a second, but she quickly nodded.
Outwardly Jelen, looked crighted, bar deep table, ang födeserishable revente en ligan tugrove,
Sue Her hunn had come from Grace’s dressing room.
Originally, she had wanted to throw it all away, even though the bottles were high end and unopened:
But Paul only liked this particular kent.
When she had tried other fragrances, he had clearly shoven his disdain.
So she had no choice but to keep using this one, even if she hated it.
“If you like in, Fl use it every day.”
Helen tilted her head, ber alluring eyes shimmering, undeniably captivating.
But Paul’s expression suddenly changeil.
Then, without warning, he shoved her away forcefully.
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Helen was confused, and their friends were equally shocked.
“Helen
Paul looked at her with an expressionless face, his tone eerily calm.
But anyone could tell that he was on the verge of exploding with anger.
“Paul what’s wrong with you.”
Helen tried to step forward again, attempting to hold onto his arm.
This time, Paul raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face,
“Paul!”
“Paul, you hit me?” Helen clutched her cheek, tears streaming down her face grievance.
But
Paul let out a cold laugh
“Aren’t you allergic to peaches. Helen?”
“Didn’t you cry to me, saying Grace had someone put peach juice on your bed and nearly killed you?”
