Chapter 111: Why should I trust you?
He looked at me, anger swirling in the depths of his blue eyes as impulse clouded his judgement. In the next second, he slammed his palm against the table, sending a loud bang across the cafe, eliciting a surprised gasp that rose from the small crowd around us. The customers who were once minding their own business now whipped their heads around, watching us with anticipation and curiosity swimming in their eyes.
"What are you trying to say?" He snarled. "Are you saying that Stella is cheating on me? That she isn’t actually on a trip with her friends?!"
"Woah, calm down," I urged, raising my arms up in mock surrender as a smirk morphed itself onto my lips. "I was just simply asking a question. If you two aren’t dating then you don’t need to worry or overreact, right? Unless..."
A loud scoff escaped his lips. "Fine, I got together with Stella, so what? You and I have long divorced. I know what you are trying to do, Aurelia," he sneered with a disdainful scorn as he glared at me with his eyes narrowed into thin slits. "You are trying to get in between Stella and I," he hissed, his voice dripping with accusation.
I let out a low chuckle as I shook my head lightly. "No need to be so defensive. It’s not like I could do anything to stop you from seeing her. Besides, I wasn’t trying to do anything. I was just genuinely concerned and looking out for you, that’s all. But does she take these trips often?" I questioned once again and I could see the doubt starting to creep onto his face before it was quickly replaced with a frown.
"I don’t need your concern," he spat the words out like they were poison in his mouth. "And not that you needed to know, but she has been sending me pictures of her and her friends at the airport. So no, she is not cheating on me and I am not scared that she would. I trust her."
I let the corners of my lips twitch upwards into a smile, but I could tell that deep down, my words were starting to get to him. "That’s good then."
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Third Person POV
The lamps lit up the hotel room in a dim yellow glow, the television was playing an action movie as Stella was lying in bed with someone else’s husband. The man had his arm slung over her shoulders and their eyes were fixated on the television in front of them.
It was at this moment when she noticed the way her phone lit up from the corner of her eyes. Naturally, her gaze flickered down to glance at her phone that was lying on the bed right beside her. She saw a notification pop up on her screen.