You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 8

Coralie Chariott stirred the oat porridge in the plastic container. After it was at the right temperature,

she fed a small spoonful to Hera Jean.

"Mom, have a bit. I have asked for a leave of absence to take care of you today."

Just as she finished speaking, Hera raised her hand that was covered with gauze and knocked over

the bowl of porridge.

The bowl of hot porridge spilled out and splashed on Coralie's wrinkled skirt.

"You still want to lie? Why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror?"

Hera shouted at her. She didn't look like the kind and gentle mother she used to be.

Coralie was already having a fever and felt extremely dizzy so she almost lost her balance when Hera

knocked over the bowl of porridge.

She reluctantly walked into the toilet and looked at herself in the mirror...

Shocked, ashamed, and angry.

Coralie thought that nothing had happened since she didn't do anything with Skylar yesterday until she

saw the hickeys on her neck.

Some were light but some were deep-colored.

In addition to her fever, she was blushing. From the perspective of the others, this obviously looked like

she had just had a romantic tryst with a man!

Coralie stayed in the bathroom and did not go out for a long time.

No wonder the nurse and her mother said those things about her.

"What's wrong? You have nothing to say? Even if you don't have the money to pay for our medical bills,

we still can't let you sell yourself!"

The sound of Hera sobbing outside could be heard.

"Mom, mom, it's not what you think. It's because Howard drank too much last night that he was

behaving like this."

Coralie went out to explain.

At this time, she didn't want to tell her mother that she had already gotten a divorce. After all, in Hera's

eyes, women were the subsidiary of a family, and the men were the pillars.

As long as Coralie was married to Howard, she should live her life as it is.

Divorce? It was a disgraceful thing.

Her mother was already suffering from such a serious injury so it wouldn't be appropriate to tell her now

that she had gotten a divorce with Howard. Carolie was worried that it might worsen her mother's

condition.

"Is that so?"

Hera looked at Coralie in disbelief.

"It's true. Mom, he has to go on a business trip this morning, so last night..."

Coralie told a lie, and she was anxious.

She was anxious at the thought of her lying for a brute. And she had no idea when such lies could be

brought to an end.

Hera's angry expression finally eased when she heard Coralie's explanation. She hurriedly called

Coralie to come out. "Sorry, Coralie, I was worried just now. Howard is a good child. We shouldn't talk

behind his back."

Hearing Hera's words, Coralie felt like her throat was stuck that she can't say a word. After a long

pause, she finally said, "Mom, I'll go change my clothes and see brother after that."

She really wanted to tell Hera that she had gotten a divorce because Howard had cheated on her.

If it was in the past, she would have definitely said it, but now Hera was so weak that she couldn't say it

out loud.

In the supermarket at the entrance of the hospital, Coralie bought the cheapest T-shirt and pants with

her card and put a scarf around her neck before she dared to go back into the hospital to see Wayne.

Since Wayne's wounds were on his back, he could only lie on his sides.

When he saw Coralie, he immediately showed a big smile and said. "Sister, you're here."

His smile was very warm, which made Coralie's felt even more uncomfortable. She sat by Wayne's bed

and held his hand. "Wayne, I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself. Look at us now, we're fine."

Wayne was very sensible. He comforted Coralie first instead.

In fact, he had also heard the nurse's gossip, but he chose to believe in Coralie.

"I think I will continue to be lonely. Lonely all my life..." A ringtone sounded.

The siblings were talking when her mobile phone rang.

It was an unknown number.

"Sister, go answer the phone."

Wayne was indeed very sensible.

Coralie was in the corridor. As soon as she answered the call, she heard a man's displeased voice

from the other side of the phone. "Coralie Chariott, who do you think you are? How dare you run away

after taking my money?"

Skylar woke up to find that the woman beside him had disappeared.

After searching the whole room, he could only find a phone number written on a notepad on the desk.

He spent 5 million dollars, and all he got was a phone number? Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"I'm sorry. I have something urgent to deal with here. Why don't I wait for you at the entrance of the

Civil Affairs Bureau right now? Is that okay?"

Coralie immediately apologized. She knew exactly how Skylar felt.

5 million dollars, not to mention a year, even if it was five years, ten years, she would be willing.

Coralie also knew that she was a divorced woman. How could she ask him for 5 million dollars a year?

"I'm going to have a meeting in the morning, send me your location, I'll send someone to pick you up in

the afternoon."

Skylar spoke very fast. After that, he hung up the phone, leaving no chance for Coralie to answer.

Of course, Coralie was in no position to refuse his request.

That was the nature of their relationship.

"......"

In the afternoon, Coralie sat in the car that Skylar had sent over to pick her up and arrived at the Civil

Affairs Bureau.

Within a month, she had been here twice.

Today was September 6th. It was a good day, there were still a lot of people who were here to get their

certificates.

When Coralie appeared in front of Skylar in the cheap clothes that she bought in the morning, she

could feel the displeasure in his eyes.

"Coralie Chariott, did you buy a set of garbage with the money I gave you?"

Skylar's dark eyes looked down at her. She was wearing a plain white T-shirt and a pair of dark green

cotton shorts. The entire outfit was not fashionable at all. If you looked at her body, Coralie was no

different from a woman of 50 years old.

"I've dirtied my clothes today, so I randomly bought a new set of clothes."

Coralie explained in embarrassment. She didn't have much money, and she didn't want to spend the

money that she had received from Skylar unnecessarily.

"You have really a bad taste."

The man felt repulsed as he looked at her.

"I'm sorry. I will wear pretty clothes the next time I go out with you."

Coralie apologized again. She didn't know why she had subconsciously felt that she was inferior to him

whenever she stood in front of Skylar.

The distance between them was far beyond her imagination which was something that she could easily

overcome.

The two of them joined the queue. After taking a very ugly picture for their marriage certificate, they

went separately for the body checkup.

When Coralie was queuing up, she looked up and saw a woman in front of her who was having her

blood drawn.

She could see the woman's side profile, with long curly hair, red lips, and high heels.

After the woman's blood was drawn, she stood up from her seat and moved aside to wait for the test

result. When she turned around and saw Coralie, she was also surprised. Her red lips curved into a

smile. "Oh, Sister Corrie, are you here to get your marriage certificate too?"

"I didn't expect that Howard and you get the marriage certificate so soon."

Coralie didn't even look straight into her eyes and sat on the seat to get her blood drawn.

Alison, however, had no intention of leaving. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, squinted her

eyes, and said with disdain, "Sister Corrie, if you're dressed like this to get your marriage certificate

with a man. I think your marriage is going to end soon."

Coralie lowered her head and stretched her arm to the nurse.

"Sister Corrie, do you want me to teach you a tip or two on how to serve men? Howard said that the

difference between a dead body and you in bed is that you can breathe."

Although Coralie was ignoring her all this time, Alison still had no intention of leaving her alone.