That afternoon, Alicia dashed over to check on Calla, carrying a basket of fruit.Seeing no one around, Calla quickly pulled Alicia aside and whispered, "I can hear now."Alicia's eyes widened with delight. But realizing Calla's reluctance to let anyone else know, she asked, "Then why haven't you said anything?""I've been pretending for so long because I don't know how to break it to everyone," Calla replied, looking troubled.Alicia thought for a moment and said, "If you're going to pretend, do it for a few more days. Let the person who hit you get anxious. If you stay deaf, she'll go to jail.""If I recover, they're willing to offer financial compensation," Calla reasoned."That's great then! You'll probably lose your job this time, and you'll need some compensation to get by. Good jobs are hard to find these days. Listen, don't be foolish and turn down their money out of pride!" Alicia advised."I'm not that stupid. I was deaf for a while; it was a huge emotional blow," Call
Could Mercer have other motives? As Calla lowered her head in thought, the sound of glass shattering on the floor reached her ears.Calla immediately looked up to see the cup Alicia had bought for her broken into pieces on the floor."My cup!" Calla exclaimed."I broke it on purpose," Mercer's voice came.Hearing this, Calla gaped at Mercer and questioned, "Why did you break my cup? How did it bother you in any way? I—"Mercer stared coldly at Calla, his face filled with disappointment. The next moment, Calla suddenly stopped talking, realizing she had been caught.Her face flushed, feeling ashamed like a child caught doing something wrong."You could hear this morning, couldn't you?" Mercer's voice was chilling.Calla looked up and saw his piercing eyes. She realized he had broken the cup to test her.No matter how cautious, she couldn't always be on guard, nor could she lose her reflexes. It was only a matter of time before she was exposed. She had wanted to tell him earli
Bloodstains on the floor caught Calla's eye, and she frowned. The scene of Mercer walking over the glass shards in his shoes flashed in her mind. Could the blood be from his foot being cut by the glass? The thought startled her.After a few seconds of shock, Calla found herself running toward the door. She dashed to the hospital entrance but couldn't catch up with Mercer. Looking around, there was no sign of him. With a forlorn turn, she drifted through the hallway like a ghost.Back in her room, doctors and nurses soon came to examine her. They congratulated her on regaining her hearing.Calla knew Mercer must have told them. Despite his anger when he left, it seemed he still cared about her.A nurse then brought Calla for a full body check-up. By the time it was all done, it was already afternoon. Outside, the sky was ablaze with a riot of colors. Calla sat on the edge of her bed, gazing at the orange sunset, feeling a jumble of emotions.Would he come tonight? Probably
"Goodbye." Calla was utterly listless. She lowered her eyes and spoke softly, not lifting her head again.Seeing this, Simon left the room and closed the door behind him.Opening the package, Calla took out a white, ultra-thin phone. She inserted her SIM card and turned it on. She stared at the screen, contemplating calling Mercer. But she hesitated, not knowing what to say to him.At that moment, Calla wished her hearing hadn't recovered. Then he might be sitting in this chair keeping her company now.After a long while, Calla sent Mercer a text."Is your foot alright?"But the message went unanswered, disappearing into the void. The entire night passed with no reply.…The next morning, Calla's eyes were puffy, likely because she hadn't slept well the night before. She realized Mercer probably wouldn't respond to her anymore.Maybe it was for the best. If they could part ways and live their own lives, it might not be a bad thing. Yet, the words Mercer shouted at her that
After Mercer sat down, Calla felt a bit awkward and quickly said, "I'll make some tea." Without waiting for his response, she turned and walked into the small kitchen.She hadn't boiled water yet, so she hurried to do so, then took out a tea bag and placed it into a cup. She never expected him to come by today and felt incredibly nervous, like her heart was about to leap out of her chest.The small apartment was quiet, with only the sound of the boiling water. The person outside remained seated on the couch, likely feeling the same way.After a few minutes, Calla finally emerged from the kitchen with a cup of hot tea."Have some tea." Calla placed the cup in front of Mercer with both hands."Thank you." Today, Mercer was particularly polite, even a bit aloof. With his sunglasses on, it was impossible to read his emotions.Calla couldn't see his eyes and stood there feeling a bit at a loss. Mercer seemed to notice her discomfort. He reached into his pocket and took out a ban
After a moment of silence, Mercer finally spoke, "It's just a minor injury. It's almost healed now.""That's good," Calla said with difficulty, gazing at his back.When he didn't hear another word, Mercer lowered his head and announced, "I'm leaving."Calla frowned at this. As Mercer started to walk away, Calla could no longer control her emotions. She took a few steps forward and bumped into his back, wrapping her arms around his waist.Mercer felt the embrace from behind, paused for a moment, and frowned.With her head resting against his back, Calla murmured, "Mercer, I don't mean anything by this. We probably don't have a future together, so I just want to express my feelings.""What do you want to say?" His deep voice came."No matter what brought us together, even if our paths diverge in the future and we never meet again, I just want to tell you one thing." Calla's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke. "I once loved you."This was her most genuine feeling, one she had
Hearing this, Mercer looked at Calla and nodded. "Yes, you're right about everything.""You..." Calla looked at him, bewildered and somewhat irritated. If she was right about everything, why did he still entangle himself with her?The next moment, Mercer fixed his eyes on Calla and said seriously, "I admit I loved Sophie. I even wanted to marry her at one point. But that was in the past, and those feelings faded away years ago. "Does a person only fall in love once in their life? Haven't you loved someone before? You just said you loved me, so haven't your feelings for someone else faded away too?"Calla was speechless because Mercer was right. She had loved Tim once, but he had long been erased from her life. Although she occasionally thought of him, she no longer loved him.Mercer grasped Calla's shoulders as he continued with an intense gaze. "Everyone has a past. We all have special feelings for certain things, especially for someone we once loved. "I keep Sophie's photo no
Calla believed what Mercer said. He was a proud and arrogant man, likely never believing he could fall in love with such an ordinary woman. Sophie came from a prestigious family. She was beautiful and glamorous, and a graduate of a top university. She carried herself with the grace of a well-educated lady. Conversely, Calla was only an ordinary but resilient woman. Even she couldn't believe Mercer's confession. In truth, she was on cloud nine right now. How could someone like him, who was always the center of attention, fall in love with her?"And what about Sophie? I don't want to be the other woman!" Weren't he and Sophie together? Calla didn't want to come between them, even though she disliked the arrogant and haughty Sophie."You frustrating woman, did you even listen to what I was saying earlier?" Mercer frowned, asking with irritation."I—" Calla was about to question why he thought she wasn't listening, especially when he was hanging on to his every word! But as so