The man did not say anything. Stella frowned and smiled ambiguously. âYou know what? Your action of holding me suddenly just now is really like a person.â
[Is he your husband?] asked the man.
She shook her head very calmly. âHe is just my ex- husband, at best.â
âAt best?â
She did not want to talk about Weston much, so she changed the topic. âYour cooking skill is not bad.â
The man suddenly grew interested in Weston. [Why did you divorce him?]
âHavenât I told you enough today?â
She shrugged nonchalantly. âI have no feelings for him anymore.â
[You can actually get over him so easily after so many years of affection?]
Stella laughed. âEven the deepest feelings wear out one day. Not to mention the last three years, I loved him for too long in the past, so I really could not hold onâ¦â
Clink!
She heard the glass hitting the tableâs surface and asked him hurriedly in shock, âWhatâs wrong?â
[Nothing.]
[My hands slipped. Do you want some fruit?]
âSure. Wash an apple for me.â
The man stood up and went off with big strides.
By the time he returned, he had a fruit plate in his hand. [ Do you want me to feed you?]
Stella said, âNo, give me the plate. Iâll hold it myself.â
He had been rather meticulous. He peeled the fruit and cut it into small pieces for her.
Although she could not see, it was very convenient for her to eat them.
She could feel the manâs eyes on her face all the time and was a little uncomfortable being looked at.
âYou should wash one for yourself.â
âNo, I donât like fruit.â
This was also very similar to Weston.
She frowned for a moment, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, and said nothing.
After a while, the mechanical voice rang again. âWhat were you thinking? Did you think of him again?â
The corners of her eyes twitched. âCan you please stop talking about him?â
âWhy?â
[You just said you loved him for many years. Why did you suddenly stop loving him? Did you know each other since your school days?]
She said unhurriedly, âWhat else could be the reason for not loving him anymore? I feel tired and donât want to love anymore.â
It was as if she was speaking about someone else when she spoke about the past. She then said casually, âIâve been in love with him since my student days.â
She had already said it earlier, so the man did not find it surprising. Moreover, he had already been surprised.
âSo what?â
âWhen he did not know it, I kept chasing him. I used to think that there would never be a day when my passion for him would subside, yet I didnât expect that marrying him would be the beginning of my fading love.
âI knew about his relationship with Guinevere,â she said. with a chuckle. âThey are a beautiful couple.
Anyone would say that they are a lovely couple. I did not think at that time that he would want to marry me. Only later did I realize that he was using me as a stepping stone between him and Guinevereâ¦â
âThat is not what I saw.â
The man interrupted her.
He said, âHe has nothing to do with Guinevere and has always had to be with her because of his family.â
âI know.â
Her smile faded. âAfter learning the truth, I did think about forgiving him, butâ¦â
She suddenly raised her eyes. She looked pitiful, and her beautiful eyes werenât focused and were covered with a layer of fog. âEven if the truth is out, I really felt the taste of being used. So what if he had his reason? The pain I felt was real. At that time, I must not be that important to him. Otherwise, he would not have chosen her between the two of us without hesitation. Even if it was not because of love, it was also because he had too many other things in his heart that were more important than me.â