Chapter 318 I’ll Think About It
My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball
Chapter 318 Iâll Think About It As though to make good on her earlier promise, Melody left as soon as she finished her lunch.
âIâm a bit tired now too and I wanna get some rest back home. Byron will stay here and take care of you.â
She then turned around to look at Byron. âThere isnât any work left to do at the office, right?â
Byron nodded.
âThen Iâll leave Wendy to you. Take care of her,â Melody said, she also reminded Wendy to be careful with her injury, then she left.
Since Melody had left, Magdalene and Henry did not stay for much longer. They wisely bid Wendy goodbye as well.
Now, Byron and Wendy were the only ones left in the room.
The atmosphere immediately became very awkward.
Wendy dug her nails into her palms, feeling frustrated.
Byron was distant to her before, but never to this extent. He did not spare her a glance even though she was injured.
It was all because of that wench! She was the reason all of Wendyâs efforts over the years had gone to waste, the reason he was so cold to her now!
After a momentâs thought, Wendy was about to start a conversation with Byron when he spoke up first.
âTell me if you need anything. Iâll be waiting outside.â
Byron gave her a cool look and then turned to leave. He was planning to wait on the couch in the attached room outside.
Since his mother told him to, he arranged the best room in the hospital for Wendy. It was basically a suite with two rooms. The inner room was for the patient. It had the sick bed, a chest of bedside drawers, and a few chairs for visiting family members. There were also many decorative pieces and some necessary electrical devices. The overall decor was warm and intimate. Meanwhile, the outer room had a couch and a long table. It looked more like a living room, with a layout that closely resembled a hotel room.
Byron said he would be waiting outside, but he would only be a short distance away. He could take care of her just as well from out there.
Even so, in Wendyâs eyes, he was stating that he did not want to spend a second more with her than necessary.
There was a flash of displeasure in Wendyâs eyes, but she continued to act pitiful. Even though Byron had walked to the door, she called out to him in a soft voice, âDo you still blame me, Byronâ¦?â
Byron paused briefly and glanced back at her. His gaze was distant and cold.
When she met his gaze, Wendy lowered hers and bit her lip, apologizing without any prompting. âIâve really treated Estie as my own for the past few years. I did my best to give her anything she wanted and do everything she wished. I donât know why she just doesnât like me.â
She glanced at Byron self-deprecatingly. âItâs gotten even worse lately. Nothing happened for the past six years, but these days something always goes wrong with Estie because of me. Iâve been reflecting on it, really. Itâs because I havenât been patient enough with her. Itâs all my fault. I canât deny it if you want to blame me and cancel our engagement. I have no reason to convince you to change your mind. All I ask is that you donât treat me so coldly anymore.â
Her tone was sincere. Byron listened with a frown, his gaze darkening.
Wendy could tell that he was not unmoved, so she continued even more earnestly, âWeâve known each other for so long, after all. Even if we canât get married, I donât want to lose you as a friend. If Estie doesnât like me, Iâll just stay away from her. All I want is for you to treat me like you used to. I never meant you any harmâ¦â
Wendy looked at him timidly.
After a moment, Byron finally said in a low voice, âIâll think about it.â
With that, he still left to wait in the outer room.