Chapter 3 Her Existence

As soon as Winston’s voice fell, everyone applauded and congratulated them. Vera was the only one with a face so pale. Elsa obviously abandoned him for another man four years ago. They have been separated for four years. How could they have been in love for seven years? Seven years, they have seven years, so what does her three years mean to him? Perhaps, she is just a toy for him to past time while he waits for his sweetheart. The crowd dispersed, each returning to their post. Winston and Elsa walk out, arm in arm, passing Vera, his gaze did not move, both of them stood close together their faces close as they chit-chat and walked by her. Vera stared at his back blankly, tears streaming down her eyes. From beginning to end, she did not leave any traces in the heart of that man. Her existence is just a joke. There was a rustle of leather shoes behind him, and Vera quickly wiped away the tears on his face. "Oh, when I went to the toilet, the welcome party is over?" Deputy Captain Henry sorted his cuffs and walked over when he happened to see Vera’s eyes red. "Oh-Little Vera, what’s wrong with you? I was so excited when I saw that beauty come back. Isn’t she pretty?" Henry quickly took out a tissue to wipe Vera’s tears, and tries to lighten the mood by joking, but she threw it away. "You idiot!" Vera suppressed her tears, glared at him and walked away. Henry scratched the back of his head and chased after her. Vera took a few sips of ice milk from the refrigerator, then plopped down onto the sofa. She took out her phone to open messenger, tapped onto Winston’s chat, and scrolled through the messages. She was like a moth going after a flame. He never was hers. Except in bed. There was a sudden rumbling in her stomach, followed by a burning sensation. Vera raised her hand and pressed her stomach tightly, her face gradually turning pale. Her stomach cramps. Afterwards, she realized that she hadn’t eaten all day, and just had a cold drink which caused stomach cramps. She held her stomach tightly and she felt cold sweat drip down her back. She rummaged through her luggage for the medicine, but found that she had forgotten to sort out the medicine when she moved. The medicine she often takes is bought from Switzerland by Winston, she couldn’t get it in Bayport right now. The pain was terrible, cold sweat rolled down from her forehead, dripping onto the floor. Vera bit her lower lip, struggling for a while before calling Winston. After all, after three years of entertainment for him, shouldn’t it be too much to ask him to come over and give her some medicine? Vera’s cramps are hurting even more as the ringing delay. With every sound, Vera’s stomach cramps get worse. When she was about to give up the call, the phone was finally answered. Vera breathed a sigh of relief, trembling just about to speak, only to hear a female voice inside. "Hello?" it was Elsa’s voice. Vera closed her mouth abruptly, not daring to make a sound. Why did she forget that he just let the woman live in when she moved out of Winston’s house. Stomach cramps and heartbreak made Vera so pain that she couldn’t speak. She shook her hands to end the call, but Elsa spoke again. "Winston didn’t save this number. Who are you?"