Chapter 1

Johnathan looked at me and said, “He was injured, and, moreover, he was seriously injured.”

My heart tightened, and I couldn’t help but think of the restrained cough in his voice when he called me that day.

Johnathan sighed and said, “He accidentally offended Matthew, got stabbed a few times, and I rushed over that night to find him being treated in the emergency room.”

"I actually saw the phone call you made to him, but he wouldn’t let me answer, nor would he let me tell you about his injury."

“I was afraid you might get the wrong idea, so I imitated his tone and sent you a message from his phone…”

I tugged at my lips, feeling a surge of indescribable sadness in my heart.

I said, “It’s really hard for you.”

“Ah, Esmie, don’t be angry. Reynaldo is just afraid that you will worry. That day, he really almost lost his life. Upon waking up, he saw that you had called him so many times that he was almost going crazy, enduring the pain and quickly returned your call. But you seemed to have said something hurtful to him again, and at that time his wound burst open, and a lot of blood flowed out, which almost scared the doctor.”

I smiled sadly, but a touch of bitterness welled up in my eyes unconsciously. That day, he didn’t want to video chat with me, hurriedly hung up the phone, probably afraid that I would find out he was injured. But actually, I guessed it; I guessed it a long time ago.

I said to Johnathan, crying and laughing, “He’s really strange, isn’t he? Doesn’t he think I don’t love him and want to keep a distance from me? Why did he still think that I would worry about him and hide from me the fact that he was injured?”

You said, “Is he contradicting himself, or is he actually wanting to break up with me, saying that I don’t love him, but it’s just an excuse…”

“Phew… How is that possible!” Johnathan exclaimed, “You can doubt anything in this world, except his love for you. He has loved you so much all along this journey, and I have seen it all."

"Yes, it’s because love was too painful, so he didn’t want to love anymore.”

After I finished saying this, Johnathan was dumbfounded. He hurriedly said, “No, you are completely thinking in the wrong direction…”

I interrupted Johnathan and said calmly, “Tell him for me that I am not worried about him. What concerns me are my two children, not him. So please let him know that there is no need to go to such lengths to hide it from me if he gets hurt in the future.”

“No, your words are a bit hurtful, the way you…”

“A few days ago, your woman was bullied by someone.”

Johnathan blinked his eyes, took a few seconds to react to what I was saying, and then raised his voice a bit, “Vonnic was bullied? By who? Who has the audacity to bully my woman?”

I glanced faintly towards Quentin and Kimberly.

Johnathan understood in a second, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and rushed over.

I lowered my head and walked out silently.

The sun was shining nicely today. I sat down on a bench by the road and took out my phone. Johnathan said he was very, very seriously injured and had lost a lot of blood.

I actually really wanted to call and ask him, “Is the injury getting better?” But when I opened his phone number, I hesitated again.