Chapter 276 Martin Confronts Hunter
Patricia's first call went unanswered.
Two minutes later, she tried again, and this time Martin picked up.
His tone was icy, devoid of any warmth,. "What is it?"
The sudden pang of hurt madeHurt, Patricia clenched her fists unconsciously.
"Where are you? Are you at the office? Let's meet. I have something I need to tell you in person."
Martin glanced at Fannie, who was playing with a Barbie doll, and after a moment's thought, he said, "In an hour, I'll be at the Roman Café, upstairs in the Room Number One."
Without any unnecessary wordsThen, he hung up, as coldtreating her as if she were an insignificant stranger.
Patricia felt a chill from her feet to her body.
Tears swirled in her eyes.
She suppressed the emotions and tears that shouldn't be there and drove to the Roman Café.
After ending the call, Martin rubbed Fannie's head and said, "Fannie, Daddy has to step out for a bit,. iIs it okay if Alan keeps you company?"
Fannie asked tentatively,. "Daddy, is the game with Muommy over? I miss her so much, and I miss Charles and Randy too. When can I go back to see them?"
The little girl had asked this more than once these past few days. He could clearly sense her mood had been very low lately.
"Don't worry," He could clearly sense her mood had been very low lately.
Martin patiently coaxed, "Don't worry, thesaid, "The game is almost over!. You'll see them soon."
Fannie's eyes suddenly brightened,. "Really?"
Martin nodded, swearing earnestly,. "Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"
Fannie naturally believed him, her eyes curving into crescents,smiling. "I knowtrust Daddy won't lie to me! Then Daddy, you go. Go ahead and get busy!. I can take care of myself."
Martin looked at her tenderly, his gaze so gentle it seemed to drip with water..
Before leaving, he still couldn't help but remindgive Alan, "Remember, you a reminder. "You must not leave this place, and stay with Fannie at all times, and if. If there's anything, let Luke or Hardy handle it!. No matter how big the matterwhat, nothing is more important than Fannie."
Alan naturally knew Fannie's importance to Martin and repeatedly assured him that he would always stay with Fannie at all times. Only then did Martin leave with peace of mind.
When he arrived at the Roman Café, Patricia was already there. It had been half a month since they last saw each other after their trip to Phuket; it felt like a lifetime had passed.
It had been half a month since they last saw each other after their trip to Phuket, and it felt like a lifetime had passed.
The momentWhen she saw Martin, Patricia's eyes reddened instantly, her chest ached sharply,. She felt as if she had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know where to begin. In the end, it all turned into tears, falling down.
After not seeing her for many days, Martin was startled by Patricia's appearance.
Although Patricia was never overweight, she was well-proportioned, with a slim waist and long legs, looking She had always looked well-proportioned with a slim waist and long legs, curvy in all the right places.
But in just half a month,, but she seemed to have become a completely different person.
The flesh on her in just half a month. Her cheeks was gone, were gaunt, and her eyes were surrounded byhad dark circles, and they had lost around them, losing their sparkle, like dusty pearls, dull and lusterless.
A rage like never before swirled in Martin's chest. He rushed over, wanting to hold her in his arms, but stopped himself at the last moment, he stopped himself, his voice filled with concern, .
"What happened? ?" he said. "How did you end up like this?"
His voice was gentle, like a soft breeze, slowly blowing into Patricia's cold heart.
Patricia's repressed emotions burst forth, her tears falling like pearls off a string.
"Martin, . "I'm sorry, Martin. I lost Fannie."
Martin was shaken to his core.
Was her condition because of Fannie?
Seeing him silent, thinking he was angry, Patricia lowered her head, not daring to look at him,. "We went on a trip to Phuket Island, and Hunter took Charles and Fannie out to sea to fish. They encountered a typhoon. He fought to save only Charles, andwhile Fannie... Fannie wasn't saved. I'm sorry, I was useless, I didn't take care of Fannie..."
Her words confirmed the guess in his heart.
Martin was filled with guilt.
Indeed.
A daughter's death.
No mother could be indifferent to that.
And it was also his fault.
Recently, his attention had been on Fannie and Hunter, neglecting Patricia's feelings.
Although he knew she was very sad and distressed, for Fannie's safety, he still had to continue to hide the truth for Fannie's safety.
"I don't blame you,. yYou didn't want this to happen..."
Patricia thought he was speaking sarcastically, shaking her head desperately,. "No, you should blame me. If we hadn't gone to Phuket Island, if we hadn't gone out to sea, or if I had checked the weather forecast before going out to sea... none of this would have happened. It's all my fault..."
Unable to bear seeing her blame herself, Martin pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back to comfort her.
"This really isn't your fault. You're a victim, too, in Fannie's incident. If I still blamed you, would I even be human?"
The more he didn't blame her, the more Patricia blamed herself.
"Why don't you blame me? I lost your daughter... you should blame me... you hit me, you scold me..."
As she spoke, she grabbed Martin's hand, trying to hit her own face with it.
Martin immediately withdrew his hand, his palms cradling her face, his thumbs wiping away the tears on her cheeks, lifting. He lifted her head to force her to look at him, his voice soft,. "Look at me,. I want to say it again seriously,. I don't blame you, and you shouldn't feel guilty either. Nobody wants something like this to happen, and if Fannie saw you like this, she would be sad. Promise me, take care of yourself, and stop torturing yourself."
His gaze was so tender, so resolute.
It was like a magnet, firmly capturing her attention.
Patricia was momentarily stunned, forgetting to cry, forgetting the sadness, just staring at him.
Their eyes met.
Each, each deeply imprinting the other in their pupils.
Suddenly, the door to the private room was pulled open.
Patricia was startled by the sudden noise, jumping away like a frightened deer.
Hunter's tall figure stood at the door like a specter.
Although they separated quickly, he saw everything clearly; they were about to kiss, with Martin still holding Patricia's face.
If he hadn't appeared, would they have kissedproceeded?
The thought ignited a fierce rage in Hunter's usually gentle eyes, but it was only for a momentmomentarily before he suppressed it, slowly curving his lips into a slightsmall smile.
"Patricia, so it really is you. I thought I saw the wrong person just now!"," he said.
Despite having done nothing wrong, Patricia felt inexplicably guilty when she saw Hunter.
She wiped away the tears that hadn't dried at the corner of her eyes and forced a smile uglier than crying,. "Whyat are you doing here? I... I asked Martin to come out. I wanted to tell him about Fannie's tragedy."
"OhI see!"
," Hunter responded indifferently, then smiled and extended his hand to Martin.
"Mr. Langley, long time no see."
His voice was as usual.
Butnormal, but his expression was full of provocation and triumph.
Martin raised his eyebrows, half-smiling.
'Does he think he has the upper hand, not even bothering to hide it?anything?'
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