Chapter 1097

He used to pester me, now he has given up on me, and that’s all. Why did he take it upon himself to make me be with Anton again? The depression and anxiety that had been simmering in my heart finally grew stronger and stronger, as if covering my entire heart. Feeling blocked in my heart, everything seemed to have entered a dead end again. I ran around in all directions, but I couldn’t find the way out. Intense anger and suppression, like a strong net, came towards me, making it hard for me to breathe. I suddenly screamed and raised my hand, ready to throw the new phone in my hand. Suddenly, a loud knocking sound was heard.

I shuddered all over and suddenly came to my senses. What was I just doing? I pulled my hand back and stared blankly at the phone in my hand, my face turning slightly pale. I actually wanted to smash this new phone just now. Why did this happen? Why did my emotions become so unstable now, why am I so easily out of control now? Wasn’t I already fine? Wasn’t I already determined not to grieve for that man anymore? But why did I lose control again all of a sudden? In that moment of losing control, I didn’t even know what I was doing. I covered my face and a sense of panic flashed through my mind. Am I sick like this? Knock, knock, knock… The knocking on the door was still echoing. I panted heavily, trying hard to calm my emotions. After a while, I got up slowly and walked towards the door. As the door was pulled open, Anton appeared at the doorway. He looked at me intently, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. “Why did it take so long for you to open the door, and you don’t look very well. Is there something wrong?”

I shook my head and turned back into the room. He followed in, placing the things in his hands on the coffee table. I saw “a meal” and several boxes of medicine. He looked at me carefully for a while, then handed me the meal and said, “You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? I brought some for you on my way.” “Thank you.” I took the takeout box, opened the lid, and then picked up a fork, eating bite by bite. Anton went to pour me a glass of water. He stared at me for a while and suddenly asked me, “Is it to your taste?” I nodded without saying anything. He asked again, “Very spicy, especially made the spiciest flavor for you.” “Well, it’s very spicy, thank you.” However, as soon as I finished speaking, my wrist was suddenly tightly grasped by him. I raised my head to look at him in confusion. He stared at me, his brow furrowed tightly, “Esmeralda, don’t do this, it will only harm your body more.” I smiled at him and said, “What else do you want to say? I’m fine.” “You were still pretending!” He glanced at my bowl and said in a deep voice, “I prepared light meals for you, not spicy at all. Don’t you think you are like a ‘walking dead’ right now? Esmeralda, it’s okay to be sad, it’s not embarrassing to be upset, what’s important is to be able to pick yourself up, instead of pretending to be okay like nothing happened. “You keep hiding all your emotions deep inside, it will only drive yourself crazy, do you understand?” I stared at him blankly, suddenly remembering the moment when I had just lost control, my body trembling slightly.