Chapter64
Scheming?
Harriet turned to look at Ellsworth. What scheming had she
done?
Seeing Harriet’s questioning gaze, Ellsworth smiled again and said, “Don’t look at me like that. Don’t say it was for love, or because you liked me.”
He had thought about it for a long time, and even considered her secret, but Ellsworth still couldn’t figure it out.
Looking up at Ellsworth, Harriet saw her own reflection in his
eyes.
A very clear silhouette.
Her gaze dropped, she blinked a few times, then looked away,
avoiding Ellsworth’s eyes.
If not for liking, if not for love, then what else could it be for?
Her eyes turned back to Ellsworth, and as she wondered how to
answer, her gaze suddenly stopped on his shoulder.
A lipstick mark.
Staring intently at the lipstick mark on Ellsworth’s shoulder, Harriet recognized it-it was Kelsey’s lipstick shade.
Withdrawing her gaze, when Harriet looked into Ellsworth’s eyes again, memories from the past resurfaced,
Three years of lonely nights, just like the first day. He said he
didn’t like her, he said she wasn’t worthy.
Staring motionlessly into Ellsworth’s eyes, Harriet remained
calm and unhurried, enunciating each word: “It wasn’t for love,
and certainly not for liking you. I went to great lengths to marry
you because I value the Townsend family’s wealth and power,
because I like the position of vice president, because I can get
from you things I could never achieve on my own.”
Harriet’s seriousness was evident even in her punctuation.
Ellsworth stared at her without moving, his face expressionless.
He looked at her like that for quite a while.
Finally, he let out a cold laugh, mocking her.
Turning his face aside, Ellsworth looked back at Harriet with a
smile, saying indifferently, “Harriet, you really are very honest.”
He then asked, ‘So why don’t you fight me anymore? Why don’t
you compete with me?”
The more indifferent the smile on his face, the more Ellsworth
despised himself inside.
He had seen her diary before they got their marriage certificate, he had known she loved someone else, but he didn’t confront
her, didn’t decisively call off the engagement. Instead, he chose
to torment each other in this way.
At Ellsworth’s indifferent mockery, Harriet looked into his eyes,
still composed: “You’re too difficult, too guarded. I want to take advantage of my youth and find a more suitable target.”
At this point, Harriet asked again, “Ellsworth, are you satisfied
now?”
These were all things he liked to hear, all things he believed
about her, thinking this was who she truly was.
If he wanted an excuse to divorce with a clear conscience, if he
didn’t want to bear the blame-
Then she would take the blame, she would be the bad guy.
As long as the marriage could end.
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Hearing Harriet’s words, Ellsworth’s smile grew even more
sarcastic.
He asked, “Reginald?”
His head still ached, his nose was still stuffed up. With
Ellsworth’s aggressive gaze, Harriet glanced down and, seeing
the ring on his ring finger, looked back at him calmly: “Yes, he’s
very suitable.”
She paused, then added, “Anyone would be more suitable than
you.”
Anyone would be more suitable than him?
For a moment, Ellsworth couldn’t even force a smile.
Not even a fake one.
Their eyes met, both cold. He raised his right hand to grip
Harriet’s chin, but when she turned her face away, Ellsworth
abruptly let go and quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling
window.
With both hands in his pockets, he stared gloomily at the night
view outside the hotel, saying nothing more.
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Turning her face back, Harriet glanced at Ellsworth’s back and also said nothing.
Later, she couldn’t quite remember when she put down her book or when she went to sleep.
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“Harriet, get up and take your medicine.”
“Harriet.”
In the stillness of the night, while Harriet was sleeping soundly, Ellsworth woke her up.
With her arm draped over her forehead, she opened her eyes a sliver and saw Ellsworth standing by her bed, holding a glass of
water and some medicine.
She didn’t open her eyes fully right away, only feeling a terrible
headache.
“If you’re awake, get up,” Ellsworth said, then added, “You have
a bit of a fever. Take some antipyretics first. If it doesn’t go
down, we’ll go to the hospital tomorrow.”
Hearing Ellsworth’s words, Harriet struggled to sit up in bed.
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Looking up at Ellsworth, she reached out to take the water and medicine from him, then said, “Thank you.”
She hadn’t expected that after their argument, Ellsworth would still remember her medicine schedule. Seeing how angry he was last night, she thought he wouldn’t stay over.
After taking the medicine, Harriet put the empty glass on the nightstand.
Two nightlights were left on in the room, the light was dim, and it was very quiet.
