He took out the already cold burger again and ate it bite-by-bite. His mother had said, he shouldn’t waste food, and so even if it became cold, he would still eat it.
However, he put down his hand and thought for a second. What if he ate it and got an upset stomach, wouldn’t that be an even bigger waste? He finally found an excuse for himself at last and threw his burger in the bin nearby. Then, he stood at the side and stared at the elevator—lost in thought—but did not move forward from his position.
His mother said that, one must do good to the end, and so he must do it.
He leaned against the wall, surprisingly with no trace of a smile on his face.
“Cousin, you’re really cruel sometimes. There are a lot of ways to kill someone, but you chose the most brutal one. Playing with someone’s feelings will really make you end up in hell.”
He sighed and pressed his lips together, pity flashing across his eyes.
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The elevator rose quickly. Julianna leaned against the wall, not used to the feeling of the loss of gravity. There was a ‘ding’, and the elevator stopped. She put her hand on her chest. She didn’t know why, but she felt a weight on her chest.
She walked out on the 18th floor. She could see the huge office with one glance. The transparent glass walls made everything inside visible.
She walked in. A female secretary sitting outside stood up and smiled politely at her. “The president is inside; you can go in now. The vice president had already told me.” She said courteously, but her expression was a little uneasy. If it weren’t for the vice president who told her that she would not be held responsible, she would not have let anyone enter—no matter who.
“Thank you.” Julianna gave her a smile and walked towards the door, placing her hand on the handle. She did not see the worried and strange look from the secretary.
The door opened, and at that moment, Julianna felt as if she had been slapped hard on her face.
Her face was boiling, but her heart was cold.
She could only stare at the two people who were kissing and plastered all over each other, with a pale face.
There was a woman sitting on Diego’s lap and in his embrace, and he was kissing her. She could clearly see their entangled tongues and the woman’s radiant blush.
The woman pushed away Diego in a hurry when the door opened, and she stared at the person at the door in shock. Her face was full of awkwardness.
“Get out!” Their passionate embrace was interrupted, and when Diego noticed the pale woman standing at the door, his pupils narrowed. He grabbed some documents irascibly and flung it without a second thought.
There was a bang.
Julianna lowered her eyes. Everything was white at first, but why did it become red? A dull pain radiated from the side of her forehead, but it did not hurt as much as her heart.
She put her finger on her forehead and brought her hand down to take a look. There was blood.
The woman turned whiter when she saw the blood on Julianna ’s head, cowering further into Diego ’s arms.
“Don’t be scared, Ruby. I’m here.” He sensed the fear of the woman in his arms and tightened his arms around her. There was a suffocating pain, but he was not sure if it was due to the woman in the doorway with blood on her head or the fear of the other.
He could vividly feel pain beyond words that even almost took his breath away.
“Why?” Julianna ’s hands clutched tightly at the door. If not, she would have collapsed on the floor. Her vision was a blur of color, and her voice sounded like it echoed from the sky. She never expected that she would see such a heartbreaking scene.
This couldn’t be true, but it was as true as could be.
“Did I do something wrong?” She lifted her head and stared straight at Diego ’s expressionless face. What did she do so wrong that he would treat her like this? Were those happy days they shared really true?
Was it true?
“You’re didn’t do anything wrong.” Diego hugged the woman in his arms tight again, and Ruby widened her eyes, feeling a little out of place as she already realized who this woman was.
Diego’s wife. She was the third-party who ruined their marriage, but she really was unable to leave Diego . She loved him, she really did.
Diego had also noticed the guilt in Ruby’s eyes, and his extremely black eyes filled with ruthlessness in an instant.
“You didn’t do anything.” He smiled icily, repeating his words to Julianna . “Your existence itself is a mistake. You shouldn’t be alive in the first place.”
Julianna took a step back, her eyes wide, unable to believe what she saw and heard before her. Was this really the Diego who shared the same bed with her? Was this really the Diego who bought her Chinese bellflowers and bid for an exorbitant necklace for her?
What did he say? She should not be alive—should not exist?
She shook her head continuously, not a trace of anger on her face anymore. It was as if all her life force disappeared at this moment, and she was only left with that single statement. Was she really not supposed to be alive?
“Get out!” Diego threw more documents at her, and they all hit her face. She stared miserably at him but realized that his eyes hold no feelings for her, only coldness other than darkness, only disdain other than heartlessness. She soon walked out, leaving step-by-step.
The air seemed so heavy she could hardly breathe. She blinked lightly but realized that this time, she had no more tears.
It did not mean that she wasn’t hurting because there were no tears. It did not mean that she wasn’t sad because she wasn’t crying. Crying without tears hurt the most.
She did not even know how she left the place. When the secretary saw the blood on Julianna ’s face, she covered her mouth.
She was bleeding. Was it the president who hit her? Finally, the door closed with a ‘ping’ and separated the two people from different worlds, one lost and miserable, one cold and heartless.
Diego’s office returned to its original quiet state. “I’m sorry. That must have scared you.” He put his hand on Ruby’s face again, his expression unusually calm and his voice slightly indiscernible.
He lowered his head again to kiss the woman in his arms, but he realized that the taste was wrong. It really tasted wrong, but he did not let go. Once he decided on something, he would not change his mind.
Ruby accepted his sudden passionate kiss passively. It was almost painful, and her pain lasted for a short while.
It was as if there was something wrong, but both of them did not want to admit it.
Diego lingered lightly at the tip of her tongue, but his mind flashed with the image of the crying face all of a sudden. His vision was painted with a flash of red, and his heart became heavier.
The elevator door opened again, and Anton straightened his posture. When he saw Julianna walk out of the elevator, he walked towards her in a hurry. He looked at the wound on her forehead and took a few pieces of tissue from his pocket, pressing them against her forehead to stop the blood. The woman just accepted everything passively like a soulless doll.