Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 46 Give Me A Cigarette

The car had been parked outside Grand Island Mansion for a while.

Annabelle had a dream. In the dream, there was an ocean where the waters were blood red. The tides of the

ocean violently surged into torrents but never receded. She ran desperately to escape but was eventually engulfed

in the bloody ocean.

The thick, sticky blood made her unable to open her eyes, and she was nauseous from the sickening smell of blood.

When Annabelle was about to suffocate, she suddenly woke up.

She breathed heavily while looking out of the window in a daze. Her heart was beating so fast, as if it was about to

jump out of her chest.

Hearing the strange noises from the person beside him, Christopher slowly shifted his gaze away from the window

toward Annabelle and caught the latter in a terrified state. He asked in a low voice, “Having a nightmare?”

Annabelle gave no response, still looking out of the window in a trance. After a while, she slowly focused her eyes

on the surroundings outside the car and said, “Give me a cigarette.”

Christopher was about to put the cigarette into his mouth. Hearing that, he stopped and looked at Annabelle again.

Seeing that her lips were tightly pursed and her hands were slightly trembling, he opened the cigarette box and

took a cigarette, then handed it to her without saying anything.

Annabelle accepted the cigarette with trembling fingertips. She then took the lighter from Christopher’s hand.

Unexpectedly, the lighter failed to light up even after a few flicks.

She became impatient and scolded, “What a shitty lighter!”

Christopher did not respond. He took back the lighter from her hand, and with a flick, a fire was lit up. He handed

the fire to Annabelle. Annabelle lit the cigarette and smoked silently for a while. The troubled look on her face

gradually softened.

As she watched the smoke rings, Annabelle asked, “How long has it been? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

Christopher rested his hand on the car window and flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers. “I did. You slept like a

dead pig. There was no way to wake you up!”

“What are you talking about?” Annabelle frowned. She stared at him, displeased, and said angrily, “Have you ever

seen a pig as pretty as me?”

Christopher laughed and said, “No matter how pretty you look, you are still a pig.”

There was a brief silence between them.

Annabelle was so angry that she did not want to talk to him. She unfastened her seat belt, pushed open the door,

and got out of the car. The car door slammed shut with a bang, and the whole car wobbled.

The smile on Christopher’s face vanished. His gaze was cold and hazy as he watched Annabelle walk off. It wasn’t

until Annabelle entered the mansion that Christopher started the car and left Grand Island Mansion. When

Annabelle was about to open the door, she heard the screeching sounds of friction between the tires and the

ground. She turned around and saw only the light trails of two red taillights over the wall of the

mansion.

She stood quietly at the door for a moment before opening the door to enter.

After entering the room, Annabelle did not turn on the light. With the lights that shone through the window, she

went straight to the sofa to lie down.

After a long while, Annabelle was half-awake when she vaguely heard sounds at the door. She opened her eyes and

was blinded by the light that suddenly lit up. Subconsciously, she closed her eyes, her breath slowing for a bit. After

a while, she heard the faint sounds of footsteps. When she opened her eyes, she saw Harry standing before her.

On the way back to Maple Garden, Larry tilted his head to look at Yuliana while driving.

Yuliana had been silent from the moment she got into the car. Larry couldn’t tell if it was due to her sickness or the

fact that she bumped into Annabelle and Christopher in the restaurant.

Larry was aware of the divorce between Yuliana and Harry. He also knew that it had something to do with.

Annabelle.

During high school, Annabelle tried to pursue Harry with great fanfare.

However, it was over before it started when she was turned down by Harry.

Later, Larry heard Annabelle was in a relationship with Harry in college. In the end, Annabelle dumped Harry, and

Yuliana got together with the latter.

“Yuliana,” Larry suddenly called out to her.

Yuliana turned to look at him. Seeing the conflicted expression on Larry’s face, she asked, “What is it?”

Larry paused and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know we would bump into Annabelle tonight.”

Yuliana stared at him for two seconds, the corners of her mouth raised almost imperceptibly. “There is nothing to

be sorry about.”

Larry asked cautiously, “Yuliana, are you upset?”

“Nothing.” Yuliana responded.

Yuliana turned away and looked out of the window, refusing to continue talking with Larry.

Larry stared at Yuliana from time to time, studying the emotions on her face. He was unsure if he was right to think

that Yuliana was acting colder to him than before,

The car quickly stopped outside Maple Garden.

“Yuliana, go back and have a good rest. Call me if you need anything,” Larry said earnestly.

Yuliana did not respond. She took off the coat and returned it to Larry. “Your coat.”

Larry said hurriedly, “You can wear it. There is still a long way to go before you get in.”

“I’m good,” Yuliana insisted, so Larry had no choice but to take the coat.

Yuliana unfastened her seat belt and said, “Thank you for sending me home. The clothes from before will be

washed in a few days. I’ll return them to you by then.”

With that, Yuliana opened the door, got off the car, and strode toward the residential area, paying no mind to Larry.

Larry stared at her slender back as the latter turned to leave. He held the coat tightly in his hands, his eyes

darkening.

The following morning, Yuliana sent Larry’s coat to the dry cleaner. On the way home, her phone rang.

Yuliana stopped in her tracks when she saw the name that appeared on the flashing phone screen.

It took half a minute before she answered the call.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your divorce from Harry?” the person on the other end of the phone questioned.