NovelOnlineChapter 45 Chapter 45 Vinson ledto a quaint vegan restaurant, a choice that leftvisibly puzzled.
"Why here?" I asked.
"You seemed a bit off, maybe not up for anything heavy," he reasoned.
He pulled a chair forand poured a glass of water, its coolness somewhat reviving my spirits, though my appetite remained absent. Eventually, I settled for a bowl of oatmeal, eating it slowly.
Patient and seemingly amused, Vinson watchedeat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, he reached out with a napkin to dab at my lips. I instinctively pulled away, and he quickly withdrew his hand.
He explained with a smile, "You've got oatmeal all over your face. Looks like you were hungrier than you thought." I took the napkin with an awkward smile, feeling a sudden chill down my spine.
"Ah, Melanie, sneaking off from work for a date with the senior, huh?" Kayla's sneering voice broke the silence, earning an eye roll fromand a chuckle from Vinson across the table.
Dissatisfied with my reaction, Kayla sauntered over with Clyde in tow.
"Only oatmeal? Melanie, feeling under the weather?" she prodded.
"With Mr. Russell here, we needn't worry, right? But aren't you forgetting you're a married woman? Out like this, it's quite scandalous." Clyde watched silently, allowing Kayla's barbs to fly unchallenged.
I wiped my mouth, nodding earnestly. "Well, you two aren't exactly being discreet, flaunting your affair. Vinson and I are just having a meal. What's so wrong about that?" Sometimes, I admired Kayla for her sheer audacity. If I had been as bold back then, things with Clyde might not have soured so badly.
Clyde finally spoke up, defending his darling Kayla. "Melanie, watch your language. You're going out with Vinson and you're accusing others?" His glaring almost setoff laughing.
"What should I say then? Adulterers? Sorry, my vocabulary as a designer is limited, Mr. Patterson, my apologies." Grabbing my bag, I looked at Vinson. "Done eating? Let's go." I was about to retort when I felt a warm trickle from my nose, a nosebleed, a common aftermath of my treatments. Frantically grabbing tissues to stem the flow, the blood wouldn't stop.
Vinson ushered Kayla aside, takingto the restroom while Clyde got held up by her.
"Clyde, don't worry. Maybe it's just stress or something. I used to get nosebleeds as a kid all the time, Kayla said casually, a tone that madewish she'd share my current plight.
It took a while for the bleeding to stop, leavingdizzy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTouching my head, the sensation of losing hair hithard. The possibility of going bald, even partially, was something I found hard to accept despite the minor hair loss so far.
Luckily, Vinson didn't notice. Handingwater, he asked, "What's going on? Low blood sugar plus a nosebleed?"
I casually tossed the fallen hair away, silently apologizing to the cleaning staff, before taking a sip. "Just a bit En.
of stress and low blood sugar. I'll be fine." "Are you sure?" Vinson asked, skeptical.
Knowing my explanation sounded far-fetched, I nodded firmly. "Wha wouldn't be stressed with a cheating husband? It's nothing." My attempt at humor seemed to convince Vinson, who nodded in agreement.
I turned to Vinson. "Vinson, I'd like stalone. No need to seeout."
Feeling overwhelmed, I left the restroom. Passing by Kayla andm Clyde, I didn't spare them a glance, stepping out to hail a cab back to Jade's place.
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