57 Chapter 57 Your Cat Is Dead (2/2)
”What did you come here for?” Harry looked into Lola's eyes. Naughty was a Persian cat that Yolanda and he brought home from a pet store. They kept it together for years and it witnessed many of their memories. So seeing the dead Naughty, Harry also felt sad.
”I was having a walk here...” It sounded unconvincing even to herself, but it was the truth. Lola had been upset about Yolanda's post, so she took a walk in the garden to get away from the bad feelings. And on the way back, she passed by the pool, where she accidentally found Naughty, so she went to Mrs. Du for help.
”Lola Li, do you even believe such a lame excuse yourself?” Yolanda sneered. That was obviously a clumsy lie.
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Lola didn't respond. Instead, she turned to Harry. ”I didn't kill Naughty.”
Harry grabbed his top and walked towards the house. ”Find a pet cemetery and bury it properly.”
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Yolanda stepped forward and grasped Lola's arm. ”Lola, you can't leave!”
Lola shook Yolanda's arm off restlessly. ”Don't touch me!” Then without any further move, Yolanda just fell into the deep end of the pool unexpectedly.
”Ah! Help...”
Harry heard everything behind him. Hearing the loud splash, he turned around and found Yolanda fall into the pool.
Without hesitation, he threw the top and jumped into the water. After about ten more seconds, Harry finally pulled Yolanda out of water. Lola was relieved to see her safe.
But how did she fall? She didn't push Yolanda. Lola looked her own hands, wondering.
Harry laid Yolanda on the ground and pressed her chest. The comatose Yolanda spat a gob of water out and gradually came around coughing.
”Harry!” Yolanda sat herself up and threw herself into Harry's arms, crying like a child.
Harry didn't say anything but carried Yolanda towards the villa.
He didn't stop when passing by Lola, nor did he even take a look at her.
That night, for the first time, the couple shared a same bed but their hearts were apart.
Lola tossed and turned, while the man beside her seemed to be sleeping soundly. Lola pinched him, ”Don't sleep.”
”Go to sleep. I know you didn't mean it.” You know? What the hell do you know? Lola sat up and looked at Harry, who still had his eyes closed in darkness.
Knowing that he would not like to talk now, Lola chose to give up. She turned over a few times and finally fell asleep. After Lola fell asleep, Harry opened his eyes, sighed, cuddled her in his arms, and then he went to sleep for real this time.
When Lola woke up the next day, Harry was not in the room. She cleaned herself up slowly and went downstairs.
Harry was having breakfast with Yolanda in the living room. Content smile on Yolanda's face made it hard for Lola to believe her cat just died yesterday.
The scene had spoiled Lola's appetite. She took the purse and changed the shoes, ready to leave.
”Come over and have breakfast!” Harry said when he noticed that she was about to leave.
”No, I have lost my appetite.” Lola opened the door and left without looking back.
Seeing this, Yolanda slowed down a bit.