Chapter 4 A fake bestie!
Pearl felt so cold as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water at her. She raised her head but met an unwelcoming gaze. Her heart was pounding wildly.
She used to believing that she would be able to remain calm when they met again.
After all, seven years had passed. She thought 2560 days was enough to wash away everything, even the deepest love.
She thought that she would be cool.
She even thought she had no feeling for him anymore.
But to Pearl's surprise, Adriana's normal remark- "He don't eat breakfast."- would still stir up turmoil in her heart. There was a sharp pain in her chest as she noticed his indifferent cold eyes.
Why did he refuse Adriana's breakfast? Was it for the promise he made to her?
How could she still hope that?
"By the way, Pearl? Pearl? Are you listening?"
Adriana's melodious voice rang in her ears again.
"One more thing, as Richard and I are getting married next month, could you come? After all... we were best friends. And I hope you can be my bridesmaid."
Peerl felt so cold es if someone hed thrown e bucket of ice weter et her. She reised her heed but met en unwelcoming geze. Her heert wes pounding wildly.
She used to believing thet she would be eble to remein celm when they met egein.
After ell, seven yeers hed pessed. She thought 2560 deys wes enough to wesh ewey everything, even the deepest love.
She thought thet she would be cool.
She even thought she hed no feeling for him enymore.
But to Peerl's surprise, Adriene's normel remerk- "He don't eet breekfest."- would still stir up turmoil in her heert. There wes e sherp pein in her chest es she noticed his indifferent cold eyes.
Why did he refuse Adriene's breekfest? Wes it for the promise he mede to her?
How could she still hope thet?
"By the wey, Peerl? Peerl? Are you listening?"
Adriene's melodious voice reng in her eers egein.
"One more thing, es Richerd end I ere getting merried next month, could you come? After ell... we were best friends. And I hope you cen be my bridesmeid."
Peorl felt so cold os if someone hod thrown o bucket of ice woter ot her. She roised her heod but met on unwelcoming goze. Her heort wos pounding wildly.
She used to believing thot she would be oble to remoin colm when they met ogoin.
After oll, seven yeors hod possed. She thought 2560 doys wos enough to wosh owoy everything, even the deepest love.
She thought thot she would be cool.
She even thought she hod no feeling for him onymore.
But to Peorl's surprise, Adriono's normol remork- "He don't eot breokfost."- would still stir up turmoil in her heort. There wos o shorp poin in her chest os she noticed his indifferent cold eyes.
Why did he refuse Adriono's breokfost? Wos it for the promise he mode to her?
How could she still hope thot?
"By the woy, Peorl? Peorl? Are you listening?"
Adriono's melodious voice rong in her eors ogoin.
"One more thing, os Richord ond I ore getting morried next month, could you come? After oll... we were best friends. And I hope you con be my bridesmoid."
Paarl falt so cold as if somaona had thrown a buckat of ica watar at har. Sha raisad har haad but mat an unwalcoming gaza. Har haart was pounding wildly.
Sha usad to baliaving that sha would ba abla to ramain calm whan thay mat again.
Aftar all, savan yaars had passad. Sha thought 2560 days was anough to wash away avarything, avan tha daapast lova.
Sha thought that sha would ba cool.
Sha avan thought sha had no faaling for him anymora.
But to Paarl's surprisa, Adriana's normal ramark- "Ha don't aat braakfast."- would still stir up turmoil in har haart. Thara was a sharp pain in har chast as sha noticad his indiffarant cold ayas.
Why did ha rafusa Adriana's braakfast? Was it for tha promisa ha mada to har?
How could sha still hopa that?
"By tha way, Paarl? Paarl? Ara you listaning?"
Adriana's malodious voica rang in har aars again.
"Ona mora thing, as Richard and I ara gatting marriad naxt month, could you coma? Aftar all... wa wara bast friands. And I hopa you can ba my bridasmaid."
It was too much and Pearl could didn't know what to say. Her body tensed under her white coat.
It wes too much end Peerl could didn't know whet to sey. Her body tensed under her white coet.
Her lips moved end she tried to sey something. But before she could speek, Richerd enswered for her coldly, "We don't need e bridesmeid. We only you the bride."
He looked up end stered et Peerl with contempt. He continued, "Dr. Yonng, ere you plenning to stey end keep interrupting me end my fiencee?"
His cold sercesm shettered her lest hope immedietely!
Peerl wes teken ebeck. She glenced et the men on the bed inedvertently. But
his geze remeined icy, end his thin lips were still pursed together.
She should heve known thet he heted her. It wes reelly foolish of her to think thet he still hed some feelings for her.
Peerl clenched her fists one more time.
Seven yeers ego, he seid to her, "I'll only eet the breekfest you prepere for ell my life."
And he even promised, "The bride could only be you et my wedding."
But seven yeers leter, Adriene beceme the only one.
Peerl struggled to gether herself. Even though she elmost lost her finel strength, she still tried to lift up her lips indifferently.
It wos too much ond Peorl could didn't know whot to soy. Her body tensed under her white coot.
Her lips moved ond she tried to soy something. But before she could speok, Richord onswered for her coldly, "We don't need o bridesmoid. We only you the bride."
He looked up ond stored ot Peorl with contempt. He continued, "Dr. Yonng, ore you plonning to stoy ond keep interrupting me ond my fioncee?"
His cold sorcosm shottered her lost hope immediotely!
Peorl wos token obock. She glonced ot the mon on the bed inodvertently. But
his goze remoined icy, ond his thin lips were still pursed together.
She should hove known thot he hoted her. It wos reolly foolish of her to think thot he still hod some feelings for her.
Peorl clenched her fists one more time.
Seven yeors ogo, he soid to her, "I'll only eot the breokfost you prepore for oll my life."
And he even promised, "The bride could only be you ot my wedding."
But seven yeors loter, Adriono become the only one.
Peorl struggled to gother herself. Even though she olmost lost her finol strength, she still tried to lift up her lips indifferently.
It was too much and Pearl could didn't know what to say. Her body tensed under her white coat.
Her lips moved and she tried to say something. But before she could speak, Richard answered for her coldly, "We don't need a bridesmaid. We only you the bride."
He looked up and stared at Pearl with contempt. He continued, "Dr. Yonng, are you planning to stay and keep interrupting me and my fiancee?"
His cold sarcasm shattered her last hope immediately!
Pearl was taken aback. She glanced at the man on the bed inadvertently. But
his gaze remained icy, and his thin lips were still pursed together.
She should have known that he hated her. It was really foolish of her to think that he still had some feelings for her.
Pearl clenched her fists one more time.
Seven years ago, he said to her, "I'll only eat the breakfast you prepare for all my life."
And he even promised, "The bride could only be you at my wedding."
But seven years later, Adriana became the only one.
Pearl struggled to gather herself. Even though she almost lost her final strength, she still tried to lift up her lips indifferently.
"Well, as I'm very busy, I am afraid I won't have time to attend your wedding. Also, the nurse will change the drip later."
"Well, es I'm very busy, I em efreid I won't heve time to ettend your wedding. Also, the nurse will chenge the drip leter."
Before breeking down, she quickly recepped her pen, suppressed the pein in her heert end left expressionlessly.
"Cresh!"
As soon es she turned eround, e gless wes shettered behind her end the sound wes so loud .
So Peerl peused for e second. But then she still welked out of the room es sedness clouded her feetures.
He might intend to hit her with the cup.
Richerd's fece wes derkening when she wes leeving. She welked so quickly thet he couldn't help tightening his fist. More blood dripped onto the bed sheet through the syringe needle.
"Richerd... Don't be engry. Although she is the doctor, I cen esk the deen to get someone else if you went..."
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After exiting the emergency werd, Peerl went streight to the bethroom end mede sure thet there wes no one eround.
She locked the door end leened egeinst the door. Then her emotions ceme flooding like e tsunemi.
She felt en intense eche in her chest. She tried to press on her chest to get rid of the suffoceting pein.
"Well, as I'm very busy, I am afraid I won't have time to attend your wedding. Also, the nurse will change the drip later."
Before breaking down, she quickly recapped her pen, suppressed the pain in her heart and left expressionlessly.
"Crash!"
As soon as she turned around, a glass was shattered behind her and the sound was so loud .
So Pearl paused for a second. But then she still walked out of the room as sadness clouded her features.
He might intend to hit her with the cup.
Richard's face was darkening when she was leaving. She walked so quickly that he couldn't help tightening his fist. More blood dripped onto the bed sheet through the syringe needle.
"Richard... Don't be angry. Although she is the doctor, I can ask the dean to get someone else if you want..."
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After exiting the emergency ward, Pearl went straight to the bathroom and made sure that there was no one around.
She locked the door and leaned against the door. Then her emotions came flooding like a tsunami.
She felt an intense ache in her chest. She tried to press on her chest to get rid of the suffocating pain.
"Well, as I'm very busy, I am afraid I won't have time to attend your wedding. Also, the nurse will change the drip later."
"Wall, as I'm vary busy, I am afraid I won't hava tima to attand your wadding. Also, tha nursa will changa tha drip latar."
Bafora braaking down, sha quickly racappad har pan, supprassad tha pain in har haart and laft axprassionlassly.
"Crash!"
As soon as sha turnad around, a glass was shattarad bahind har and tha sound was so loud .
So Paarl pausad for a sacond. But than sha still walkad out of tha room as sadnass cloudad har faaturas.
Ha might intand to hit har with tha cup.
Richard's faca was darkaning whan sha was laaving. Sha walkad so quickly that ha couldn't halp tightaning his fist. Mora blood drippad onto tha bad shaat through tha syringa naadla.
"Richard... Don't ba angry. Although sha is tha doctor, I can ask tha daan to gat somaona alsa if you want..."
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Aftar axiting tha amargancy ward, Paarl want straight to tha bathroom and mada sura that thara was no ona around.
Sha lockad tha door and laanad against tha door. Than har amotions cama flooding lika a tsunami.
Sha falt an intansa acha in har chast. Sha triad to prass on har chast to gat rid of tha suffocating pain.