âAnna, are you okay?â Scott asked as soon as he walked in the door.
He came there immediately after receiving Annaâs call, so he hadnât even taken off his makeup yet. With Randal following him, he strode anxiously in a blue tuxedo studded with sequins.
Seeing Scott striding anxiously, Anna sighed and said, âDonât worry, Scott. Iâm fine.â
She poured them both a cup of hot coffee, which generated white steam on the coffee table.
Anna then told Scott and Randal about what had happened briefly.
Scott furrowed his brow and said angrily, âWhat? Damn it! Let me stay at your house, Anna. If Wayne comes back, Iâll beat the s**t out of him!â
Randal said, âNo, donât do that. Iâve known Wayne for a long time, and I know that he doesnât pester. Since heâs gone, he would definitely not come at Anna again. He wouldnât do it himself if he wants to get back at someone.â
If Randal hadnât stopped him, Scott would have rushed to Wayneâs office and beaten Wayne up.
Taking a sip of coffee, Randal continued, âCalm down, Scott. I called you over because I need to speak with you about something else.â
âWhat is it?â Anna then glanced at Randal.
Randal already made himself at home the instant he walked through the door. At that point, he also acted like he didnât know what was going to happen. He was still lounging on the couch, relaxed and at ease.
âOh, you donât have to be wary of me, because Iâll keep my mouth shut. Wayne and I are business rivals, so Iâm on your side.
Maybe I can help you.â Randal said in composure.
And it was at that moment that Scott realized Randal might be the most cheeky person in the world.
Scott rolled his eyes at him and said, âHey, itâs relevant to my sisterâs privacy, so youâre not allowed to meddle in it. You can leave now, Randal. Iâm spending the night here tonight.â
âNo way.â Randal refused. He appeared to have made the decision to spend the night there with Scott.
Anna frowned and didnât seem to be in the mood to make them stop arguing. She said, âItâs okay, because Iâm not going to keep it a secret anymore. I want to take this opportunity to break up with Wayne and get custody of Matthew.â
After Wayne stormed out of the house before shouting at her hysterically, Anna immediately changed the code of the door.
Even though it was the first time that Wayne had threatened Anna like that, Anna felt that he shouldnât have treated her so roughly whether there was a misunderstanding between them or not. She figured that no matter how angry and confused Wayne felt, he had no right to force her to tell him her secrets. So, this time, she would never forgive him again.
After hearing Annaâs words, Scott froze and thought she was so angry that she got confused. He said, âYes, you must break up with him. But, did you just say something about custody? I know you like Wayneâs son, but thereâs no way you can get custody of him.â
âMatthew is actually my son.â Annaâs expression turned somber. She clenched her fists, and her soft palms were almost bleeding as she clinched her fists.
Moreover, Anna didnât even look like she was joking. So, not only Scott was surprised, but even Randal, who was always calm and composed, was also taken aback.
Almost the entire city was curious about who Wayneâs sonâs mother was, but no one knew the truth. So, none of them expected his mother to be Anna.
After leaving Annaâs house, Scott put on a serious expression. Upon getting into the car, he looked at Randal, who was seated in the driverâs seat, and said, âHey, you canât tell anyone about this.â
Randal rested his long fingers on the steering wheel. Between his hands, his Porscheâs horse and shield logo gleamed. His expression was calm and indifferent as he said slowly, âOh, I wonât gossip. Besides, Anna just said that this wonât be a secret soon.â
Scott looked even more somber when Randal mentioned this. He said, âGee, thatâs tricky. How is it possible that Wayne would be willing to give his son to Anna when he is so attached to him? Iâm afraid heâll take Tammy away with him.â
âWell, Iâm more curious about why Wayne slept with a woman that he didnât even know six years ago.â
Scott rolled his eyes at him and said, âShut up! I remember you saying that you were going to help Anna. Now, since you know the truth about everything, what will you do about that?â
Randal looked at him and said, âYes, I can help her. But, you have to give me a reason. By the way, I only help the ones I care about.â
Hearing his words, Scott frowned and was silent for a moment. His expression immediately turned unpleasant after he figured out what those words meant. He said, âRandal, youâre so screwed!â
Scott found that Randal had been pestering him ever since he met him and wanted to interfere with everything he did.
Although he had to admit that Randal had gotten him out of a lot of trouble, the price he paid was that he was often teased by Randal.
And recently, Scott found that the way Randall talked to him was becoming more intimate and outrageous.
âWell, Iâm not in the mood to joke with you. Take me home, will you?â âBuckle your seat belts,â said Randal. Just as he finished, he hit the gas hard.
The roar of the car engine made them the focus of all passersby. The carâs streamlined appearance made it look like a rocket, and it quickly entered the highway intersection.
The night became restless after the truth became an open secret. The whole city was surrounded by rain.
The thunderstorm washed over and over the streets as if trying to wash away all the traces of the past and prepare to start all over again.
Meanwhile, Wayne was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a bottle of tequila in his hand.
Tipsy and upset, he picked up his phone and called Karl, saying in a low and depressed voice, âKarl, I... I messed up again.â
âWayne, whatâs wrong?â Sensing that Wayne was somewhat off, Karl immediately closed the laptop and listened to him carefully.
âI... Anna told me to get the fuck out of her house earlier and even called the police. I just want her to tell me the truth. Does she have to treat me like Iâm a monster or a criminal?!â
âI mean... Does she love me? Does she even care about me? I love her so god damn much and yet, she hid the fact that she was still married to another guy from me! How could she do this to me?!â Saying that, Wayne gulped down the tequila.
âWow! Thatâs... I didnât see it coming at all. Iâm sorry, bro. How about ...â
But before Karl could finish his words, Wayne interrupted him, âAnd she kept telling me that her husband was just her âFRIENDâ!
Can you believe that?! She has a child with her husband and her husband is merely a âfriendâ to her. Then what am I to her, hum? A fucking s*x partner that should come and go as she likes?!â
âWayne, I... Damn it, Peace! Donât do it! Gosh... Sorry, but I really gotta go. Bye!â Soon, Karl hung up the phone.
At the moment, Wayne was more than frustrated and depressed. Then he smashed the bottle in his hand to the wall.
âBang!â As the bottle smashed to the wall, it was thundering outside at the same time.
And Wayne flopped on the ground, staring at the lightning and listening to the thunder, seeming to be lost in thought.