My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 481

Love bore different meanings to everyone, so I did not have the answer to Aria's question. My silence prodded an answer from her instead. "Love is about acceptance to me, not grievance. Speaking of grievance, I experienced it during my olden days. I like the way Nicholas and I treat each other. At least, I see hope every day unlike before, where there's no ray of sunshine."

She mentioned hope and took a breath. "Ms. Felix, I thought about marrying an ordinary guy who works as a superior in a company; thought about living together with him by giving each other the respect we need; thought about giving birth to his children; thought about all those household trivia. It fears me, but I gotta build up a family to repay my mother! Since I'm gonna marry someone sooner or later, Nicholas is not that bad of a choice. After all… He's the man I love. I'm satisfied. Living through the days with him gives me butterflies. I bet you understand what it feels like, Ms. Felix. I don't expect him to love me back because marrying him itself is my biggest fortune. Everyone has their ways of living, Ms. Felix, and not everyone needs love. Love is a luxury in the adult's world."

She paused momentarily before continuing, "Of course, it would've been perfect if he loved me, but I know. I know that he won't fall for another woman anymore."

I could relate to her so badly, for it was the very emotions I felt when I married Nicholas. However, I was greedy to ask for his love, but Aria was not.

She would be happy that way, but regrets were bound to leave traces in her life.

Still, she was right about love being a luxury to adults; not everyone needed fervent love. Perchance, living a simple life was perfect enough.

"Aria, your wish will come true."

"Hmm. Thank you, Ms. Felix."

She had a vast heart. At the very least, I would never blurt my genuine thoughts to my partner's ex- wife. Yet, she truly did not see me as an adversary. She was aware of Nicholas' feelings for me, but she was not jealous in the slightest. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

I admired right-minded women like Aria from the bottom of my heart, hence the genuine wish for her happiness.

We talked for a couple of minutes thereafter before ending the call. I left the company and went to the hospital. Since I was free, I figured I could go for a body check-up.

Due to the fear of having my happiness crushed by illness, health was the first on my priority list now.

After the check-up, the doctor said I was in stable condition. I brought up my weak liver, so he looked at the screening results again. "It's fine for now."

Hearing that, I heaved a sigh of relief and left the doctor's office. Strolling through the hallway, I thought of visiting Robert since he might be bored from solitude. However, I changed my mind when I entered the elevator and pressed the button.

It stopped on the third floor before the door opened. I was stunned at the sight of the man sitting in a wheelchair. The question in my head escaped my lips. "Why are you still using a wheelchair?"

Ezekiel's legs were completely fine. He even stood on his feet at my place that day.

"Ms. Felix." He was astonished too. "Just kinda exhausted."

He wore a hospital gown, and the two bells were still coiled around his wrist. I could never see them the same way, so I withdrew my gaze. "When did you arrive in Bryxton?"

"Yesterday. This is the best hospital in Bryxton." That implicit explanation indicated that this was an unintentional encounter.

"Robert and Sir Larson are here too," I reminded.

He hummed in response before the air fell into silence. Ezekiel did not enter the elevator, fulfilling his promise of keeping a safe distance between us.

Then, I left the hospital and went home. The three kids were not around, leaving Leon the only person at home.

I sat beside him. "Where's Francesca and the others?"

"She and the nannies took the kids to the teacher."

"Oh." I returned to the room and tipped off the heels to lay in bed. The group chat went berserk again, but they were only chewing over lame questions.

I logged onto Twitter, only to see Troy trending again. He was truly a hot celebrity at the moment. None

of his trending news was related to scandals, but it was normal considering his young age.

I surfed the Internet for a while longer, feeling bored. Not only was Shawn with Rudy, but the kids were also not home. While I was suffocated by loneliness, Christopher texted me, 'Hey girl, got any time?'

His message felt out of place because he rarely reached out to me first. 'What's the matter?'

'I need a pianist.' It was obvious what he meant by that.

I replied, 'Where?'

'The music hall near the teahouse.'

I knew where that was. It was precisely the place I met Christopher after nine years long.

'Kay, I'll be there soon.'

'We don't have dresses here, so doll up before you come.'

I selected an off-shoulder silvery white gown whose tail stretched about a meter long. I took my sweet time to put on some exquisite makeup, finishing it off with a rosy lip color. Aside from the two Xenos Family rings, I wore a pair of silver dangle earrings and a serpentine necklace. I removed the bracelet from Shawn because of the upcoming performance. I even curled my long hair into a wavy one.

After the prepping, I headed downstairs, at which a curious Leon asked, "Where are you going all dressed up like that?"

"A concert. Wanna come along?"

"Count me out. The kids aren't home."

"I'll be out, then."

"Alright. I'll pick them up later."

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I saw Joseph waiting habitually at the doorstep, so I approached him. "To the teahouse."

I entered the car while he bent over to scoop my long dress into the vehicle.

"Is it too much?" I questioned.

"What are you going to do there, Miss?"

"For a concert. This is a gown."

"It's nice and simple." He was adept at flattering people with his words.

By the time we arrived at the teahouse, there were only Amy and Troy with no sight of May and Sir's shadows.

"Aren't you busy, Mr. Robles?" I smiled while walking toward the regular customer.

"I'm enjoying my off days," replied Troy politely.

"Do you have time?" I asked them.

Amy nodded. "But what's with your outfit?"

"There'll be a concert soon, and you guys are invited!"

She gladly accepted the invitation. "I'm up for it!"

I stirred my gaze onto Troy. "What about you, Mr. Robles?"

He nodded lightly. "It's my pleasure, but you don't have to be such a stranger. Just call me by my name."

He's got manners.

When I turned around intending to rush to the music hall, Amy chased right after me. "Thank you, Renee. You're the best!"

I was dubious. "What's with the sudden gratitude?"