Because this was always just a game, a game between the rich and the poor.
And he… was he planning to reveal his true identity to her right after she got discharged from the hospital, then casually say it was over?
But her calmness only made Jeffrey feel even more uneasy. She was standing right in front of him, but it felt like she was already miles away.
"Are you Jeffrey?" Rachel asked again, her voice so calm, like she was just confirming a fact.
His thin lips pressed tightly together, his deep eyes staring into her clear ones. After a long pause, he finally opened his mouth and said just one word: "Yes."
Rachel felt a wave of bitterness crash through her chest. So it really was him. She had been almost sure, but… she still wanted to hear him say it himself.
"Alright. I understand." She lowered her eyes, gently squatted down to pick up the phone she'd dropped, then turned to walk out through the glass door.
