Chapter 118

It wasn't until the sound of the car engine started fading away that my tense body finally relaxed completely. If it weren't for that call from Richard, I really didn't know how to face Wynnie. It's not that I didn't want to be intimate with Wynnie, but her sudden tenderness made me feel like I was being attacked by an enemy. I was afraid I couldn't bear it and would once again fall into a trap designed for me. I got up and placed the book on the desk, tucking the business card into my wallet. As I stood in front of the desk, I found myself looking at the book cover – an image of two people gazing affectionately at each other. If I could choose, I would prefer both Wynnie and I to be born into an ordinary family. Perhaps we would have to deal with the mundane parts of life, but it would be better than drifting further apart in a world defined by material desires. I lay in bed, surprisingly not feeling sleepy at all. Before long, I received a call from Marie. She sounded quite