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Harriet’s voice was weak, and Ellsworth replied calmly, “Mm.”
After speaking, he hung up the phone on the other end.
Lying in bed, seeing how decisively Ellsworth had ended the call, Harriet took the phone away from her ear, held it up in front of her eyes and stared at it for a while before putting it back down.
***
In the conference hall, just after Ellsworth hung up, Noel came over to remind him, “Mr. Townsend, lunch is being served.”
Ellsworth slipped his phone and hand into the pocket of his suit
pants, turned around, and instructed Noel, “Pack a lunch for me
and bring it to me later.”
Before Noel could respond, he added, “Pack the appetizers
from the kitchen.”
Ellsworth never touched anything that others had already
handled.
“Yes, Mr. Townsend.”
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After replying to Ellsworth, Noel immediately went to carry out
the task.
At that moment, Kelsey came over, smiling at Ellsworth as she
said, “Ells, come eat with us.”
Ellsworth looked at her without much emotion. “I’m not going.”
Kelsey’s smile faded as she asked in confusion, “Ells, aren’t you
going to eat?”
Ellsworth said, “I have something to do.”
Staring at Ellsworth, seeing that he had no intention of telling
her what it was, Kelsey’s expression gradually dimmed, but she
quickly forced a smile. “Alright, then I’ll go eat first.”
As she turned to leave with the girl beside her, Kelsey glanced
back, feeling that Ellsworth had been acting a bit strange these
past two days.
Did he care about Harriet now?
Impossible, it shouldn’t be possible.
He loved Sylvia so much, he couldn’t let go of Sylvia.
He had promised Sylvia that he would take good care of her,
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treat her as if she were Sylvia.
Thinking of this, Kelsey raised her right hand and gently pressed it to her chest. Sylvia would protect her.
***
Upstairs in the suite.
When Ellsworth returned with the lunch Noel had packed, the
room was shrouded in gloom.
Harriet hadn’t opened the curtains.
Casually setting the lunch down on the coffee table, Ellsworth
walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled the
curtains halfway open.
Sunlight streamed in, and the room no longer felt so lifeless.
Although the suite’s ventilation system was on, Ellsworth also
opened one of the windows.
After doing all this, he turned and walked to the bedside, only to
see Harriet with both hands raised beside her head, half her
face buried in the pillow, sleeping deeply.
Lowering his head to look at Harriet for a while, Ellsworth bent
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down, took out his right hand from his pocket, and gently
placed it on her forehead.
Fortunately, she didn’t have a fever, just a cold.
Still bent over, Ellsworth didn’t straighten up right away. He just
kept his hand on Harriet’s forehead, quietly watching her.
In three years of marriage, he had rarely looked at her like this.
The room was very quiet. A gentle breeze stirred the sheer
curtains and ruffled his hair.
After watching Harriet motionlessly for a long time, Ellsworth
murmured to himself, “Are you already looking for someone
new? Is Reginald more suitable than me? Will he give you
more?”
Back then, if she had had a better choice, she wouldn’t have
chosen to be with him.
He was nothing more than the result of her weighing the pros
and cons.
“You brat, what are you so smug about? You still need to think it over? If Ken hadn’t refused, do you think this good thing would have come to you?”
“So, Harriet only chose me because Ken turned her down?”
Ralph leaned on his cane with both hands, his face dark as he
said, “This marriage was originally arranged for Ken. If you don’t
agree, that’s fine, I have…”
“I agree. I’ll marry Harriet.”
Memories from three years ago surged up. Ellsworth quietly
watched Harriet, his eyes full of loneliness.
Everyone said she liked him. If he hadn’t discovered her secret,
if he hadn’t seen what she had written, he might have believed it
too.
On the bed, Harriet turned over lightly. Ellsworth quickly
withdrew his hand from her forehead and stuffed it back into
his pocket.
But Harriet didn’t wake up; she had just moved a little.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. Ellsworth smiled, then
pulled out the chair beside him and sat down.
He didn’t eat first, nor did he busy himself with work as usual.
He just sat quietly by her side, watching her.
“So, Harriet only chose me because Ken turned her down?”
Ralph leaned on his cane with both hands, his face dark as he
said, “This marriage was originally arranged for Ken. If you don’t
agree, that’s fine, I have…”
“I agree. I’ll marry Harriet.”
Memories from three years ago surged up. Ellsworth quietly
watched Harriet, his eyes full of loneliness.
Everyone said she liked him. If he hadn’t discovered her secret,
if he hadn’t seen what she had written, he might have believed it
too.
On the bed, Harriet turned over lightly. Ellsworth quickly
withdrew his hand from her forehead and stuffed it back into
his pocket.
But Harriet didn’t wake up; she had just moved a little.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. Ellsworth smiled, then
pulled out the chair beside him and sat down.
He didn’t eat first, nor did he busy himself with work as usual.
He just sat quietly by her side, watching her.
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***
It was a little after three in the afternoon when Harriet woke up.
Her throat was dry and sore, making her very uncomfortable.
She opened her eyes a crack. The room was too bright, so she raised her arm to shield her eyes.
