"Tang…uh, your mother and I were wondering that, ehm…if all was well with you and err, Mei Zhen . What I mean is that you both are mature enough to handle your lives but if there is anything that we can help with, we are right here . So please don't hesitate," his father said awkwardly .
Tang took a deep breath in before answering back stonily, "sure, thanks!"
The past few months had been tough . He had married a woman who believed that emotional blackmail was her birth right . If that was not bad enough, his only feeling in the relation was that of guilt . Guilt that he had dragged an unsuspecting woman into his cold life . He should have known that his stubborn heart was not capable of loving anyone else .
Hell, if he couldn't forgive his father, his hero in so many years, how would a stranger find a way into his soul . The marriage had already turned into a shell of polite strangers sharing a room . He was stuck and didn't know whether he wanted to get out of it or stay here .
In the initial phase, he had given it his all, first because he wanted to make it work and later because he felt obligated . But he simply couldn't do it…couldn't love her or allow her to love him, not even a tiny bit . It was as if the entire fibre of his body was revolting against him .
And he wondered, every day, if this is how it had been for Jia Li in her marriage . Or had she managed to find love again in her husband . Till date, his fists clenched at the thought of his girl in someone else's life, someone else's arms . It had been a blessing in disguise that he had never faced Jia Li and her loser husband together .
"I don't think I would have been able to stay civilised in such a scenario," he muttered his thoughts out loud in the car, much to the surprise of his chauffeur .
Moganshan
"Wang Wei has left this envelope for you", said Jia Li's assistant, handing over the document .
"Ah, the new employment contracts…", she stopped at the sight of a handwritten note .
Opening the letter curiously, she read on –
I can just imagine the surprised expression on your face as you read this . I want to begin by confessing that I have always believed myself to be a shallow person, nearly incapable of strong, long-lasting emotions . But these past few months have been nothing less than a journey of self-revelation .
I want to share something with you which I realised last evening . Do you know that I am aware of the exact number of times you roll your hair before punishing them into a bun? I also know that you prefer the citrus smell infinitely over woody . Your nose has a habit of scrunching up adorably in concentration . And you love crunching fallen dried leaves under your feet while walking . I could go on but then you could mistake me for a pervert then . . .
Jia Li, I believe like you . You make me feel like a better version of myself . I want to be that person and more . Would it be ok with you if we date a little and then maybe a lot and see where it takes us? You don't have to decide immediately . And even if you say NO, I hope that it would not affect the current friendship that we share .
I heard this in some movie and surprisingly it has stayed with me over the years -
"I always imagined that people would have been lonely around me . Just for this once, I hope that my absence makes them feel lonely . "
I am going away to New York for a month . I will see you soon…
Yours truly
Wang Wei
Chapter end
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