In the coffee shop, Essie sat with her head bowed down.
With nothing else to do, she preoccupied herself with stirring the coffee in her cup. An awkward silence persisted.
Hanson felt a wave of disappointment in his heart. There seemed to be an invisible distance between them, like a white mist, spreading around. And it expanded slowly, making her farther and farther away from him. But the worst part was, he could do nothing to stop it.
'Is it because of my wedding ceremony or perhaps it has something to do with the man who attended the engagement party with her?' His thoughts took him to dark places.
"How are you doing these days?" he asked, attempting to break the deafening silence.
"Not bad." She pursed her lips and asked, "Hanson, are you here to invite me for the wedding?" She couldn't take it anymore and wished to know the reason behind his sudden call.
He trembled violently, a touch of bitterness emerging in his heart. "You want to receive it?"
Hearing that, Essie tightened her grip on the cup in her hand. "I will bless you."
"Are you going to give up on me?" Hanson said bitterly, sadness and desolation written all over his face.
Essie shook her head and tears welled up in her eyes. "Give up? I have nothing to give up. No one ever gave me anything to hold onto." She had been lingering, hoping he would take notice of her. However, just when she confessed, he became someone else's. The love she had ardently wished to bloom had come to an end abruptly.
"Essie..." His heart twitched. He held out his hand and said, "I don't have any feelings for Sunny. The marriage between me and her can be best described as a political marriage.copy right hot novel pub