Chapter 3

I obediently nodded and said to her: "Okay, you go ahead."

She kissed me on the face before leaving.

After Nicola left, I vigorously wiped my face.

Thinking about how she used this mouth to kiss someone else's mouth last night made me feel disgusted.

Nicola didn't come back until evening.

I received another message from Jacobs.

It was nothing more than him showing off how sweet he and Nicola were.

Along with some mocking remarks to make me back off.

I said softly: "Soon, I'll be leaving very soon."

I saved all these messages as screenshots, and after turning off my phone, I looked at the date on the calendar.

Four days left.

I started packing up things in this house.

I had quite a few things in this house, almost all bought by Nicola.

I didn't want to take these things with me, so I just threw them all away.

The next day, I wanted to go buy a new SIM card.

But as soon as I got downstairs, I saw Nicola and Jacobs.

The two were like a young couple, drinking each other's coffee.

Nicola panicked for a moment when she saw me, and quickly came over to pull me:

"Richardson, this is Jacobs. He just came back to the country, and I thought I'd show him around."

Jacobs looked at me provocatively and extended his hand: "Hello, Nicola often mentions you."

I didn't extend my hand.

To ease the atmosphere, Nicola said she would go buy me another cup of coffee.

After she left, Jacobs said to me: "You see, she lied to you again and again just to be with me. Since I came back these past few days, we've had sex countless times."

"Richardson, if I were you, I'd get divorced quickly."

I suddenly found Jacobs somewhat laughable.

He was clearly over thirty, yet he acted like a teenage hothead, only putting on a show in front of his partner.

What was the point?

Just as I was about to speak, Jacobs stood up and poured the coffee from the table onto his own head.

The moment the coffee poured down, Nicola appeared.

"Jacobs, what happened?"

Jacobs pulled Nicola's hand, pretending to be aggrieved:

"Nicola, don't blame Richardson. He's young, and he probably misunderstood our relationship. It's normal for him to throw a little tantrum."

Hearing this, Nicola looked at me with dissatisfaction: "Richardson, apologize."

She didn't even ask me what happened before demanding I apologize.

I stared at her steadily: "It wasn't me."

"It wasn't you? Would he deliberately frame you then? Richardson, I told you, Jacobs and I are just friends. You can't be this rude. Apologize now!"

She was certain I did it. She never believed me.

Seeing my stubborn refusal to apologize, Nicola looked completely disappointed: "Richardson, how did you become like this? Let me tell you, if you don't apologize, I won't agree to relocate your mother's grave!"

I looked at Nicola in shock.

My mom's wish was to return to her roots.

Although three years ago, with Nicola's help, she lived two more years, in the end she still couldn't defeat her illness.

It happened suddenly, so I could only bury her in Seattle.

A month ago, I proposed to Nicola that I wanted to move my mother's ashes back to our hometown.

I never expected she would use this to threaten me into apologizing.

"You really want me to apologize?"

Nicola hesitated a bit, but after Jacobs sighed, she said to me firmly again: "Yes, Richardson. If you do something wrong, you must apologize."

"Fine."

I looked at the smug Jacobs and said softly: "I'm sorry."

Whatever. I was leaving anyway.

It was just an apology, wasn't it?

If she wanted it, I'd say it.

I didn't pay any more attention to Nicola. After buying a SIM card, I went home.

Looking at the now much emptier home, I didn't hesitate for a moment. I burned all the photos of me and Nicola together, then canceled all my identity information.

The day I left would also be the day I completely disappeared from Nicola's life.