Chapter 404 You Come Accompany Me
Raymond was feeling utterly miserable thanks to Sarah and Margaret. He turned off his phone.
Still no reply.
After his shower, Raymond put on his dark green silk pajamas and stood in front of the mirror, blow-drying his hair until it was half-dry.
He noticed in the mirror that his nose was bleeding again.
With rough fingers, he wiped it away harshly, looking down at the bright red blood.
It seemed like he needed to find time for a check-up. He was worried that something might really be wrong with his health.
After finishing with his hair, Raymond picked up his phone and called Alvin. "Transfer two million dollars to Sarah."
There was silence on the other end of the line.
Raymond repeated, "From the company account. Do it immediately."
Clearly, he was using money to calm Sarah's anger.
He noticed that the food on the dining table was untouched. It looked the same as when he had left.
The kitchen was pitch black, and no one was there.
Thinking Margaret was upset, he ordered her favorite takeout.
Sarah's call came through. Annoyed, he answered, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he lit it.
"Raymond, I just received a two-million-dollar transfer from The Hughes Group. What are you doing? Do you think I'm asking you for money? Are you trying to brush me off with cash? It's ridiculous. I once gave you five million dollars, and now you're trying to repay me with money?"
Raymond took a drag of his cigarette. "What do you want, then?"
"I'm feeling terrible, Raymond. I think my depression is back. Can you come over and keep me company? I haven't seen you in so long. I miss you. Missing you hurts, even breathing hurts, and crying hurts even more. I don't want money. I just want to see you. Is that too much to ask?" Sarah's voice was tearful and trembling.
Raymond sneered. "You should call your boyfriend, not me."
"I know, but I'm really hurting today. Raymond, please have some pity on me. I'm at a bar, and I've had a lot to drink. Are you really going to be so cruel and leave me like this?" Sarah broke down, sobbing. "I just broke up. I'm heartbroken."
"Sorry."
"Ha, sorry, sorry. Raymond, all you ever say to me is sorry. I remember you once said you'd repay me for my support, that you'd marry me. I've waited for you for so many years. I'm a woman, Raymond. I met you before Margaret did. What has she done for you? I gave you five million dollars, and what did she give? She's the daughter of your enemy, and yet you care for her! Why can't you show me some compassion?"
"I've always been considerate in your eyes. I don't want to be just friends with you, but for your happiness, I've always listened to you. And what did I get? Unfulfilled promises. I gave you five million dollars, Raymond. Five million dollars isn't just found on the street! I don't want your money! Stop trying to brush me off with it!"
"I've already returned the two million dollars to The Hughes Group account. Unlike you, I don't expect anything in return for what I've done. I know you're protecting Margaret. I'm not your benefactor anymore; I'm just an obstacle."
"Raymond, after this call, I'm going to end my life. You don't care about me anymore, and I've broken up. I have no reason to live. If I don't see you tonight, you'll see my suicide on the front page tomorrow!"
The call ended abruptly.
Raymond bit his cigarette in frustration as Sarah's WhatsApp message popped up with her location at a bar.
Then she sent a photo of a shiny knife.
"This is the tool I bought to end my life. Should I jump off a building or use this knife to cut my wrist? Raymond, you choose." Sarah's message appeared.
Raymond turned off his phone, feeling restless.
He knew he shouldn't go to Sarah.
Margaret was a jealous person, and he should consider her feelings.
But Sarah was his benefactor, having given him five million dollars and ruined her face to save him. Because of Margaret's jealousy, Sarah had developed depression.
If she really died tonight, he would live with guilt for the rest of his life.
Raymond decided to take her home and then have Alvin arrange for her to go abroad.
He wanted to live a good life with Margaret.
This would be the last time he saw Sarah, the chance to make things clear.
Raymond assumed Margaret was still asleep at home. He didn't plan to tell her; it would only make things worse.
Grabbing his car keys and phone, Raymond hurried downstairs.
He drove off in a black Cullinan, speeding out of the apartment complex.
Margaret was sitting in a convenience store next to the apartment. She was starving and enjoying a cup of instant noodles. She looked up and saw Raymond driving away.
Even in the dim night, she could see his furrowed brow and tense expression through the half-open window.
Was he rushing out to find her after seeing the note she left?
Margaret had only packed a few clothes as a pretense of leaving.
She wanted to test Raymond's feelings, to see if he would worry about her.
Checking her phone, she saw no calls or messages from Raymond.
Margaret knew he was too proud to reach out first.
She was happy to see Raymond worried about her, but she still didn't plan to contact him.
She wanted him to worry.
Margaret suddenly found the previously unappetizing vegetarian noodles delicious.
She smiled to herself.
She was waiting for Raymond's reaction, not daring to go too far in case he couldn't find her.
Without his call or concern, her mood sank.
Finishing her noodles, she pulled her small suitcase out of the convenience store.
The stars were bright tonight, like countless tiny diamonds twinkling in the sky.
Checking her phone again, there were still no calls or messages from Raymond.
Was he really that patient?
Margaret felt his concern and her anger dissipated. The chilly wind made her shiver.
If he wouldn't make the first move, she would.
It was normal for couples to compromise.
Margaret found Raymond's number and was about to call.
Suddenly, a large hand covered her nose with a cloth that smelled faintly sweet. She tried to scream, but everything went black.
Unconscious, Margaret was loaded into a van. Lyanna drove off, disappearing into the night.
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