Chapter 66: Don’t think that I have forgotten
I blinked. A look of shock and disbelief crossed my face in an instant.
"...What?" The word finally left my lips as I stared at her with a blank look etched into my face. "I thought that..." my voice trailed off and she interrupted me, cutting me off mid-sentence.
"That I like you? " She asked, completing my sentence and a low chuckle emerged from her throat. "Oh, please... Aurelia. You should have known better, did you think that I would have forgotten what you did to my precious son a few years ago?" She sneered with a disdainful scorn as she glared at me with an intense look swirling in the depths of her eyes.
My brows were furrowed together and a frown crept onto my face.
"What are you talking about, Paula?" I asked, my voice laced with a hint of confusion as my mind buzzed with thoughts. "I don’t know what..."
"Cut the bullshit, Aurelia," she snapped curtly. "You cheated on my son and left him 3 years ago, fleeing to another country with another man," she accused, each word that left her lips dripping with malice.
My eyes widened and I was rendered speechless at that moment, I simply didn’t know how to say it or explain anything. I knew that I couldn’t deny it, because it was true. Well, half-true at least. They didn’t know that I only did it so that he would leave me after my mum threatened to ruin his business and career. I didn’t have a choice back then... but not that Paula would know any better.
"Paula, listen... I..." I stammered, struggling to find the words to say.
She slammed her palm against the table between us, the loud bang echoing in the room and ringing in my ears. She rose from her seat as she stared me down, her body hovering above me.
"Don’t bother explaining," she spat, her sharp voice piercing through the tension that was lingering in the air. "There’s nothing you can say or do that will make me change my mind."
I reached out to grab onto her hands but she only recoiled at my touch and yanked her hand out of my grasp, eyeing me with disgust and anger, like I was nothing more than a piece of gum stuck to the sole of her heel.