"How can you even compare Rudy to Harlan? Harlan is a responsible man!" Zoey suddenly interjected.Calla felt regretful after hearing Zoey's outburst. She thought to herself, "Harlan must be the apple of Zoey's eye! I better watch my tongue and not say anything bad about him, even in jest." After all, Zoey and Harlan were married with a child now, making them a family. Calla realized that no matter how close she and Zoey were, they were family in different ways. Thus, Calla reminded herself to be more mindful and focus solely on caring for Zoey. She couldn't keep blurting out everything that came to mind."Calla was just teasing you, why take it so seriously?" Carol chided Zoey with a smile."Calla, I'm sorry. You know me, I tend to be very blunt." Zoey blushed and hastily apologized to Calla."Don't sweat it, we're family." Calla brushed it off with a smile.…That night, Calla stayed over at Harlan's place. It was a three-bedroom, two-living room unit.Zoey, the baby, and
Calla had no choice but to keep counting down the days. In about five to six days, Zoey's baby would be one month old, and then she could finally complete her duty. That afternoon, Calla saw that Zoey and the baby had both fallen asleep. She quietly closed the master bedroom door.It was then that she noticed the doula carrying freshly washed diapers to hang on the balcony. Calla smiled and said, "I'll hang these up. Why don't you go make some soup?"The doula was a real professional, always going the extra mile for Zoey. As a result, Calla would help the doula with whatever she could during her free time. The doula handed the laundry to Calla, smiling. "Ms. Sherman, you're too kind.""It's not like I have anything better to do," Calla replied, heading to the balcony to hang the diapers.With the newborn in her recovery period, diapers needed frequent changing. It wasn't uncommon to go through a dozen or more each day. Soon, the balcony was fluttering with pink diapers.After
Realizing that Harlan didn't grasp the meaning behind her words, Calla smiled. "Yes, you've done well in those aspects," she said. "But Zoey needs more than these material things. She needs your care and affection."Harlan frowned slightly, and the atmosphere grew tense. Calla didn't beat around the bush. "I've been here for a few days, and I've noticed you haven't been as attentive to Zoey as a husband should. Maybe you should think about how you can show her more love and care during this time."Harlan lowered his head and stayed silent for a moment. After a few seconds, he suddenly looked up, gazing at Calla with peculiar intensity. "Calla, don't you know why Zoey and I got married? I don't love her. How do you expect me to be enthusiastic about all this? Are you asking me to lie to her and pretend to care when I don't?"Calla stared at him in shock, not expecting him to be so blunt. She felt somewhat perplexed, but more than that, she was worried about Zoey.Calla tried to
The revelation left Calla paralyzed with terror. She ran a hand through her hair while at a loss for words, terrified of what would happen if Zoey found out. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Don't say it again!" Calla removed Harlan's hands from her shoulders, her expression cold."Calla, I refuse to believe you've never had any feelings for me." Harlan still held onto her arm, refusing to let go."Stop asking such pointless questions. Zoey is right next door." Calla shook off his hand again."I—" Harlan was about to say something, when suddenly a soft voice was heard. "Harlan, Cal, you…"At the sound of Zoey's voice, Calla's head snapped up. She saw Zoey standing in the doorway in her pajamas, and panic surged through her.Harlan stood there in awkward silence. Calla quickly forced a smile and said to Zoey, "Oh, I came out to hang up some diapers. Harlan insisted on helping, but he's all thumbs and can't even do that right."Calla knew how flimsy her excuse sounded. She had n
"What on earth are you doing?" Calla stared at Zoey, baffled. Zoey sneered. "You're a real peach of a sister, coming into my home to flirt with my husband. I'm so lucky to have a sister like you.""What nonsense are you spouting?" Zoey's voice was quite loud at this point. It was embarrassing for Calla, considering the doula was still making soup in the kitchen."Nonsense? I heard the whole conversation. I wish I could believe it was all in my head, but what I saw and heard is undeniable." Zoey's beautiful eyes were filled with anger and resentment.Calla flinched at the words, taking a step back. Still, she was determined to give Zoey a proper explanation. "If you heard everything, then you should have heard what I told Harlan. I was only trying to remind him to treat you and the baby well. Am I wrong for doing this as your sister?"But Calla's words only made Zoey more agitated. She stepped forward, her gaze turning vicious. "Harlan and I were doing fine. You had to use the e
As Calla passed through the living room, she noticed Zoey sitting on the couch. Zoey was cradling her newborn daughter in her arms. She shot Calla a cold glance, then patted the baby gently. "Sweetheart, your meddlesome aunt is finally leaving our home. I hope she never comes back. Every time she shows up, our house is thrown into chaos. From now on, we're going to have such a great time as a family of three with Daddy."Hearing this, Calla frowned. She never imagined Zoey would turn into someone like this. With a heavy heart, Calla wiped away a tear, grabbed her suitcase, and stormed out the door.As Calla stepped into the elevator, she still couldn't fathom that Zoey had said and done those things. Calla tugged at her hair, the sting a harsh reminder of reality. Their relationship had frayed to this extent.It seemed she no longer had a sister.The elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors slid open.Calla saw Harlan waiting outside, holding a bag of pretzels. Calla's
Calla stared at Harlan in shock after hearing what he said. How did he know Zoey so well? It seemed Calla was the one who had no clue who Zoey was anymore.Harlan continued, "I know Zoey all too well. She'll always push the blame onto others. It's always someone else's fault, and she's never wrong."Calla's first instinct was to defend Zoey. "Harlan, you can't talk about Zoey that way. Don't forget, she's your wife!"Harlan saw Calla's agitation and remained silent for a moment. Instead of arguing with her, he calmly said, "Calla, you'll understand eventually. You'll see that what I'm saying is true."For a moment, Calla felt lost. As Calla reflected on Harlan's words, a wave of anxiety washed over her. As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. Zoey had shifted all the blame onto her."Harlan, do you have something against Zoey?" Calla's heart was still inclined toward Zoey.Knowing that Calla wasn't on his side to begin with, Harlan smiled bitterly. "I know that if I
"Hello?" Calla answered the phone a moment later."Calla, I heard from Miriam that you quit your job. What's going on? You were doing so well, why did you suddenly resign? And where are you right now? I've searched all over Greendale for you." Pierre bombarded her with questions.Faced with so many queries, Calla didn't know which one to answer first. In the end, she responded vaguely, "My sister gave birth, and there was no one to take care of her at home. So I came back to Riverford to look after her during her recovery period."Pierre was silent for a moment, then asked, "Does that mean you're not coming back to Greendale? Are you planning to stay in Riverford for a long time?"Calla didn't know how to answer him because she wasn't sure what her future held. "I don't have any specific plans yet," Calla said with a bitter smile.Pierre chuckled and said, "No rush on the plan; you can take your time on that. Take good care of your sister while she's getting better. Let me treat