Stormy Marriage 163

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I returned to the laboratory. The whole day was a blur of confusion and constant mistakes. I’d overestimated my determination and underestimated Kaleb’s influence on me. Giana and my colleagues all urged me to go home and rest, but I stubbornly refused. Wanting to numb myself with work, the more I tried to stay busy, the easier it was to make mistakes. Helplessly, I set aside my work and tried to study in the office. I looked at the book, but not a single word entered my mind, and in the end, I painfully endured until evening 

I walked alone on the twilight street, the hazy night enveloping my slender and weary body. My heart felt like it was being crushed by a big stone, I couldn’t die for a moment, but I was also unable to breathe due to the discomfort. I walked heavily, putting all my strength into each step. The short ten–minute journey felt exhausting 

I returned home and turned on the lights. It was, as always, quiet, clean, and tidy. I put my backpack on the ground, sat down on the couch, and took out my phone to browse the trending topics online–a rare occurrence 

for me. 

The hot search could no longer find any rumors about Kaleb and Leyla. I specifically searched for it. The video that was found captured Leyla helping Kaleb, who had an unsteady gait, enter the hotel. That’s it; there were no more videos. The associated video was a fire drill at the hotel this morning. Entertainment reporters who were blocked were being escorted out by the staff, and customers were also running out. The scene was chaotic. In the end, nothing more could be captured. 

This scandal, like in the past, ultimately ended without a clear conclusion, making it impossible to reach a final verdict. Leyla’s Twitter immediately issued a statement to clarify that the video was a rumor. After a round of urgent public relations, the incident was suddenly overshadowed. It seems that Kaleb isn’t a pushover either, not so easily falling into traps. 

These rescue measures seemed meaningless to me. I put down my phone, lay sideways on the sofa, full of melancholy, too weak to cook, and didn’t feel hungry. 

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