He choked back his sadness and managed a smile.
âIâm sorry to have bothered you.
Iâve always said, as long as youâre happy, Iâll be happy for you.
â
âIâll say it again-I am very happy,â Tilda said, adjusting her glasses and smoothing down her hair.
A visible hickey marked her neck.
Seeing it, Keanuâs heart sank once more.
At the reception, Lyndon, who had just checked out, noticed the two together and his expression darkened with displeasure.
He walked over to Tilda and asked, âCan we go now?â
âYes,â Tilda said with a smile.
Lyndon nodded at Keanu with an indifferent glance and walked away, holding Tilda close.
From behind, the tall man holding the petite woman seemed perfectly matched.
Keanu was heartbroken.
He realized he truly could not reconcile with her!
It was not out of embarrassment but a genuine desire on her part to stay apart.
âKeanu, what are you staring at?â
His friends, coming down the stairs, joined him and followed his gaze to where Tilda and Lyndon were heading away.
âIs that Tilda and her husband? Keanu, who hit you last night? Tildaâs husband?â one of his friends asked.
Keanu mustered a strained smile and said, âYes.
â
What might have happened between him and Tilda if Lyndon hadnât appeared last night?
Perhaps they would have shared a passionate night.
Yet, such an outcome could have led her to resent him.
He didnât want her resentment.
Thus, it was a relief to him that Lyndon had intervened the previous night.
He would wish her well!
Lyndon and Tilda came back home.
Sheldonâs large eyes gleamed.