“She was really scared at the time. I forgot.”
“She was on her period and couldn’t stand the cold. She was helping me, so I couldn’t just let her fall.”
A wave of irony filled my chest. During our second year of marriage, I had severe cramps and a high fever.
The housekeeper reminded Max to use a wet towel to help me cool down. But when my hand accidentally brushed his, he poured the entire basin of cold water over me, and then rushed to the bathroom to wash his hands and vomit.
“But Max, you clearly knew I couldn’t swim. Weren’t you afraid I would die?” In the end, I couldn’t hold it back and asked anyway.
“I calculated it. The rescue team at the base would arrive within ten minutes. You might suffer a little, but you wouldn’t die.”
“Lila Chase, I’ve already told you about my condition. You were the one who insisted on marrying me, so what are you complaining about now?”
His eyes showed nothing but impatience, as if everything had always been my fault. But he wasn’t wrong; I had chosen this path myself.
Max glanced at his watch and stood up. “All right, the doctor said you can be discharged. Let the driver take you home. I have work to do.”