Chapter 95: Love Is Not Simple
When Eve saw Scarlett’s bloodshot eyes, she was shocked. She pulled a chair to sit down and asked Scarlett a litany of questions.
“Did you guys have a fight last night? What happened? Does it have something to do with the baby? Scarlett, talk to me!”
“No, Eve, calm down. The baby is fine. I’m fine. It’s just…” Scarlett’s voice trailed off as she struggled to find the words to tell Eve what was going through her mind.
Later, Scarlett told Eve what had really happened and expected Eve to give her some advice.
“Perhaps he wants something else from her?”
“I really don’t understand what’s going on with Francis and his ex-wife. I thought they were done for good. Why is he still associating with her? Investing in her business? There’s obviously something more going on. What an idiot I am!”
“Scarlett, calm the fuck down. It’s probably just business, girl. you are afraid that he is cheating on you, you can hire a personal investigator to follow him around and track his move…” She pushed her curls behind her ears.
“That’s too much, I won’t do that! I don’t want to do something like that. I just wish I could trust him, like, completely.” Scarlett shook her head.
“Scarlett, hiring a personal investigator to figure out what’s going on would be better than making yourself sick with worry. You’re carrying a baby! It would be best if you were more careful. You can’t go around with such a heavyweight on your shoulders. Haven’t you heard it’s bad for a mother to be stressed out?”
Eve was becoming more and more impatient,
“Could you just stop acting like this already? You’re young! You can break up with Francis, raise the child on your own, and just live your life. You have no reason to freak out like this. It’s gonna be fine. It’s an easy choice, breaking up with him or being with him. If you really want to be with him, you can pretend to know nothing. If not, just break up with him and move forward. Problem solved!”
Scarlett signed deeply. Then she asked, “Have you ever ever fallen in love with anyone?”
“Of course!” she answered.
“Well, then you know better. It’s not that simple. Love is not simple. If it were, there wouldn’t be so many people trapped by it.”
“It is simple, Scarlett. You just need to make your decision and stop being such a coward. You used to be so brave, and now you’re losing yourself, bit by bit. You used to race cars and deal with dangerous men like it was nothing. Do you still remember how that feels? To not be afraid?”
Scarlett covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and the tears wet her skin.
In the past, she had had to work very hard just to eat. What a miserable life she used to have! But what about now? She lived in a villa, wore brands she had only ever looked at through shop windows, and had an entire fleet of servants at her beck and call. Did she really believe that her life now was better than what it had been in the past? No, definitely not! In her opinion, although the past had been hard, she had always felt in charge of her own life. But what about now? Her whole world was about a man and an unborn baby.
“I really don’t know about business, but I prefer to choose to trust him.” She finally said, leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed. In the face of love, she decided that she needed to have faith.
She covered her eyes with her hands, but the sunshine shone through her fingers and into her eyes. She felt warm. She thought about Francis, and a deep warmth spread all over her body. She had to believe. She had to allow herself to rely on someone and trust someone. Nobody said that being in love would be easy.
A woman with long, flowing hair was lying in a rocking chair, her face covered with a thin book. As she looked up, her long hair shone brightly in the warm sunshine.
The woman was none other than Scarlett.
Suddenly, the cellphone on the table near her rang, and then she blindly reached out to grab it.
“Hello?”
“Where the hell have you been, Scarlett? It’s me, Bell!” Bell spoke out loudly and excitedly on the phone.
“What happened?” She took the book off her face and sat up straight.
“I learned from Dan that you decided not to go through with the research trip, Saudi Arabia one. How come you haven’t come back to school, though? What’s been up? Where are you anyway?” Bell asked with concern.
“Oh, don’t worry about me. I’m fine, I just decided to take some time off school and get working. I’ll be back when I make some money!” She said, swinging her legs back and forth.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
“Where are you living now?”
“The company I work for got me this nice apartment. So, yeah.”
“Well, that sounds great! Are you free right now? Do you have time to grab some food? What do you think?”
“Well, I’m kinda occupied now, so…”
After Scarlett hung up the phone, she started to stare at the ceiling. She really didn’t know how to explain stuff to Bell, so she had just lied. She couldn’t explain everything that had happened with Francis since she had last seen Bell. She couldn’t tell her, above all, that she was expecting a child soon.
However, after a second thought, she realized that there was no point in trying to explain things anyway. Some people understand you, and others choose to misunderstand you. The latter will always be against you. She knew that the rumors would be dreadful, and she didn’t yet have the courage to make her relationship with Francis known to the world.
With that thought on her mind, she went to the game room.
To get rid of the annoying notions in her mind, she started playing some violent games. With her avatar onscreen holding a sword in hand, slaying enemies with ease, she was able to forget about her real-world troubles.
“Yes, I did it!” Scarlett stood up and clapped her hands excitedly as she defeated her last opponent in the game. Now that the game was over, she realized that she felt thirsty and turned around to look for water. As she turned around, she was startled to see Francis standing tall behind her. He was leaning against the door frame staring at her, dressed in his usual suit and tie.
“You just scared me to death!” She was taken aback.