Chapter 127
Jared’s expression froze for a moment. My question had really struck a nerve.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned to look out the window and didn’t joke around with me anymore.
Someone had already taken care of the plane tickets, and Jared was sitting in the VIP lounge, pulling out his phone to reply to messages.
I had my work to keep me busy now. It wasn’t like before, when every time he got busy, I just felt like I had nothing to do, always hoping he’d spare a moment to talk to me, or that he’d need something I could help with.
My phone was full of work emails waiting for me. The hotel renovation was moving fast, and I was sure it wouldn’t be long before we’d get to see the place completely transformed.
I was busy typing away on my phone when Jared suddenly asked, “We’re boarding soon. How much longer?”
I glanced at the time, put my phone down, and followed him onto the plane. Upon watching his tall, lean figure ahead of me, a wave of emotions welled up inside me. Maybe people really did need to keep themselves busy, instead of making someone their whole world.
In all six years of my marriage to Jared, this was actually the very first time we’d gone anywhere with just the two of us. Before this, no matter where we went, Yvonne always had to come along.
As soon as I got on the plane, I shut my eyes and pretended to sleep. Jared looked like he wanted to say something, but I just didn’t want to hear it.
The flight wasn’t long, but just as we were about to land, we hit some really bad weather. It looked like a tornado had hit Gordezin.
The plane was shaking and bouncing all over the place, and everyone on board was screaming. I felt like I was about to die, so I just grabbed onto the armrests as tightly as I could, trying to push that feeling down.
Jared seemed scared, too. His face was a little pale, and in the middle of all the shaking, he suddenly turned to look at me. I couldn’t help but glance back at him.
“It’s okay. Don’t be scared,” Jared said, thinking I was too scared to speak. Maybe I looked pretty pale too, because he suddenly reached out and grabbed my fingers.
I yanked my hand away, curling it into a fist, not wanting him to touch me. Jared’s eyes widened in surprise. That feeling of almost dying made me remember my previous life.
Even before my final moments, Jared hadn’t held my hand to see me off. This was just a bit of turbulence. I needed his comfort even less now.
Thankfully, after all that turbulence, we still landed safely and soundly at Showtown International Airport.
I didn’t know if it was because I pulled my hand away on the plane, but Jared stayed silent the rest of the way.
I ignored him. As soon as we got to the hotel, I turned to Jared and said, “I want to go out and look around by myself. Is that alright with you?”
“Whatever,” Jared said coldly, still clearly upset. His words didn’t match his usual calm demeanor.
“Fine.” I turned and flagged down a taxi. As I got in, I saw Jared still standing at the hotel entrance, his eyes fixed on me.
Showtown was a modern, international city, bursting with innovation, a vibrant multicultural vibe, and booming growth.
As I sat in the taxi, aimlessly drifting between towering skyscrapers, I suddenly remembered the city’s most iconic saying. “Here in Showtown, if you come here, you’re one of us.”
This modern, open-minded city might just be a paradise for anyone chasing their dreams.
Eventually, I found myself at Showtown Bay. I’d heard it was a place as picturesque as a poem, the kind of spot that made people never want to leave.
The sun blazed warmly overhead, the sea breeze was intoxicating, and as I wandered alone, my mind felt clear and free.
In my previous life, I never had this kind of mindset. Even with wealth and leisure, I was always tangled up in social niceties and the messiness of love, too afraid to open my heart and embrace a whole new world.