It took me five minutes to finally understand what he meant.
Jaydin carried me back to the bedroom, and I buried my face in the pillow, laughing non-stop,
"Jaydin, how long has it been since you've been with a woman?"
Jaydin glanced at me with a serious expression, "It's been a while. I've been busy with work these past few years."
I looked at him in surprise, then gradually smiled.
After a while, tears suddenly welled up in my eyes, "I'm sorry, Jaydin, I... I've tainted you."
"Sonia, what are you saying?"
Maybe it was because I was crying, but Jaydin looked a bit flustered.
He clumsily wiped away my tears, but they just kept flowing.
"I shouldn't have gotten involved with you."
"But you already have."
Jaydin leaned in, cupping my face as he looked at me steadily, his tone surprisingly serious:
"Sonia, since you've gotten involved, you have to see it through to the end."
On the seventh day in H City, I suddenly received a message from Tanner Cabrera, a friend in Beijing: "Sonia, when are you coming back to B City?"
"I don't plan on returning anytime soon."
"Everyone misses you. It's Tripp Ray's birthday in a couple of days, come back and join us."
"No, thanks. Just let him know for me, I'll send a gift."
"Alright then, take care of yourself."
In the private room, Tanner handed the phone to Clayton: "Clayton, why don't you call Sonia? She'll definitely listen to you."
Clayton stared coldly at the few lines of text on the screen,
Suddenly, he stubbed out his cigarette and stood up: "I don't care if she comes back or not, she can just die out there for all I care."
"Clayton... don't be mad, Sonia is probably just feeling upset."
"Yeah, she even took off the ring this time. It seems like she's really hurt. You and that other girl have gone too far..."
"We've already broken up, what more does she want?"
Clayton suddenly burst into anger: "Listen up, no one is allowed to contact her anymore, not even if she's dead!"
"Alright, alright, we won't contact her. Just don't lose your temper. You just had a stomach bleed from drinking too much a few days ago."
"You never had stomach problems when Sonia was around. She's only been gone a few days, and you've already put yourself through this..."
With each word his friends said, Clayton's expression darkened further.
In the end, he grabbed his coat and slammed the door as he left.
As he walked downstairs, the cold wind hit his face, but Clayton still couldn't shake the anger burning in his chest.
That woman Sonia really had guts, seven days and not a single call or message.
She's really playing for real, huh?
Clayton, looking icy, blocked Sonia's number.
You'd better not come back crying and begging me.
Because this time, I definitely won't go soft on you like before.
