Chapter 15 He Hung Up on Her
“It depends on the situation,” Samuel said.
He glanced at his watch. It was almost four. He asked her, “Did you come alone?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you ask the driver to bring you? Don’t you know it’s very dangerous for a girl to go out alone late at night?”
Eliana felt warmth in her heart. She pressed herself against him, looking up at him. She said, “You really care about me, don’t you?”
Samuel didn’t answer. He avoided her gaze and pushed her away. “Til have Ethan take you home.”
As he said this, he took out his phone to call his assistant, Ethan.
Eliana quickly hugged his arm, shaking her head. “I just couldn’t sleep because I missed you so much. Let me hug you for a while. I’ll get an Uber home after that. No need to trouble Mr. Brown.” She carefully took away his phone
Then Eliana stood on tiptoe, wrapping her small hands around his neck.
Samuel looked round at the door of Chloe’s private room imagining her asleep. She probably wouldn’t wake up for a while.
He picked Eliana up, holding her at his waist, and walked towards the elevator.
As he walked, he didn’t forget to lecture her, “Don’t go out this late again.”
“I got it.”
Eliana was very docile, resting her head on the man’s shoulder, drinking in the sense of security that Samuel gave her.
“Be good in the future. Don’t come to the hospital without my permission.”
“Okay,” she replied, stroking his collar.
“If you behave, and if Chloe gets better, I’ll find time and we’ll go somewhere, Baha California, Maul, anywhere. You choose”
He thought of it as compensation for the debt he would owe her once he divorced her. He sighed and set his wife down.
Eliana obediently replied, “Mmm, Mexico. But I understand. I’ll be a very good girl from now on. Promise.”
He looked at her and said, “That’s my Eliana.”
Taking his sweet and soft little wife by the hand, Samuel exited the front entrance of the hospital and hailed a taxi for her at the roadside, and personally sent her home.
For the next two days, Eliana didn’t see Samuel at all.
Eliana spent every day alone in the empty house, eating alone, going to her classes alone.
Final exams were coming up, and all her classmates were studying hard. But every time Eliana sat at her desk in the dorm, all she could think about was her Samuel.
She wondered what he was doing, whether he was being nice to Chloe when they were together.
She wondered if they were kissing or sleeping together.
She wondered if, for even a moment she, Eliana, crossed his mind.
Eliana couldn’t focus on studying. She absent–mindedly stared at her textbooks.
Several times when her roommates talked to her, she was deaf to them.
“Hey, Eliana, what are you thinking about?” Layla asked one day. “You’ve been out of it all day, like you’re going through a breakup. Are you okay?”
Eliana quickly shook her head. “It’s nothing. Just feeling a bit stressed about the upcoming exams.”
“Alright then,” Layla said, “Don’t overthink it. We’re heading to class now.”
Eliana nodded. “Okay.”
After watching her roommates leave, she picked up her phone and looked at it. It was the evening.
Eliana dialed Samuel’s number.
After waiting for a while, he picked up. Eliana happily called out, “Samuel-
But the person on the other end didn’t respond.
Eliana hung up and called again. The phone was answered. “Samuel, are you busy?”
Still no reply, and whoever it was–even if it was Samuel, hung up the second time.
Eliana listened to the beeping sound of the disconnected call, staring dejectedly at her phone screen for a long time. Eliana wondered, “Why wouldn’t he talk to her?”
In the past, no matter how busy he was, he still answered her calls and explained to her whatever before going back to work
But now, he didn’t say a word.
Thinking about how she hadn’t seen him for three whole days, Eliana couldn’t control her longing for him, her need to be
close to him.
She got up, grabbed her jacket, and left the dorm.
At the hospital, Chloe sat in her private room, holding Samuel’s phone in her hand. She quickly put it back on the charger and deleted the call history.
A smug smile spread across her face. She couldn’t believe it–she could see again.
Suddenly hearing movement at the door, Chloe decided to pretend to be blind, tilting her head and asking, “Sam, is that you back?”
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