Chapter 416
Comelia was plastered against the door, holding her breath and listening to the sounds outside. She faintly heard Marcusâs footsteps going upstairs. He probably went straight to the third floor, without stopping on the second
He wouldnât give her any trouble, would he?
Comelia wasnât sure. She stuck to the door and listened for a good while. Not hearing any unusual sounds, she finally relaxed.
She clutched her chest and returned to the bed, immediately picking up her phone. So much time had passed, and Jeremy still hadnât replied to her messages.
She thought he must be busy working and didnât have time for her, so she quickly typed a string of words: [Jeremy, can you not tell Marcus everything between us? Why do you even have to tell him about our past misunderstandings and how I canât remember what you look like? I know you guys are tight and you totally trust your buddy, but I think there should be some personal space, you know? Donât just lay everything out there for people to judge.]
Comelia wanted to tell Jeremy straight up, that his trusted friend had been badmouthing him to his wife. But thinking of Marcus kindness to her, she decided not to write him off just because of one mistake.
She sent the long message. This time Jeremy replied quickly: [Cornelia, Iâll be back in Riverton soon. Letâs meet up.]
Comelia wanted to see him as soon as possible, but she didnât want him to dodge her questions: [Did you read what I just typed? Read it, then talk to me.]
Jeremy: [I canât guarantee that.]
Comelia: What do you mean you canât guarantee? Is it that hard for you not to tell him about us?]
Jeremy: [Even if I donât tell him, heâll know.]
Cornelia immediately thought of a possibility: [Is he spying on you? Why would he spy on you? Do you owe him a lot of money? How much do you owe him? If possible, letâs figure out a way to pay him back together.]
Jeremy: [I donât owe him money.]
Cornelia: [Then what do you owe him? Why does he monitor your every move? You need to tell me whatâs going on.]
Jeremy: [Heâs not spying on me.]
Cornelia: [Then why would he know about us even if you donât tell him? Do you two have some kind of psychic connection or something?]
Jeremy: [Cornelia.]
He called her name, and Cornelia immediately responded: [Hmm?]
He said again: [Letâs not talk about him right