Kristen trembled in his arms.
“George, married couples fight… It’s normal. She has a strange temper, but if you just endure it, it will pass.”
“Divorced women really have it hard. People look down on them… just like me.”
George sneered coldly, barely sparing me a glance.
“I don’t care about her. She brought it on herself. Not every woman deserves to be cherished.”
A wave of exhaustion swept over me. I released the railing and quietly went upstairs.
George stared after me, his gaze sharp, seemingly unprepared for my calm departure. A flicker of guilt passed through him, and he opened his mouth to call me back.
Just then, Kristen’s phone rang.
“What? Dwayne has a fever?”
“Alright, I’ll head to the hospital immediately.”
She hung up, eyes wide and reddened with worry.
“George, Dwayne has a high fever, forty degrees! What should we do?”
George’s face drained of color in an instant.
“Dwayne? But… wasn’t he perfectly fine at the amusement park just yesterday?”
“I’ll go with you!”
Hearing the slam of the door as George and Kristen left, I could no longer keep myself upright and collapsed onto the floor.