Going Back To China

Linda’s POV

The storm was still strong but compared to the one that was in my heart right now, it was nothing. I adjusted myself on the bed, sitting upright. “Hello, Chris,” I said in a soft tone.

A few seconds of silence passed and then he finally spoke, “Linda, have you been crying?” He sounded hurt.

Why did he have to ask me that? Why?! The moment that the question left his lips, more tears spilled out of my eyes, my vision getting blurry as I sobbed lowly. “No…” I lied, even though it was clear that I was crying right at that moment.

“Oh my gosh, Linda. Are you alone?” He asked. “I wish I was there with you right now, to wrap my arms around you. I wish I was there to wipe your tears away.”

I sniffled, my vision clearing as I blinked the tears away. “Well, you’re not.”

He cursed under his breath. “My love, I am so sorry. I swear on my life and my businesses that I am so f*cking sorry. I broke your heart, I disrespected you. I betrayed you and your trust in me. I became the very