BLANK ซีรีส์ 2024 (Original Story)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: The Reason She Hates

Ar-Nueng's good girl.

Because of those words I blurted out, I haven't slept for the last three nights. I was surprised that I said something like that. And hugging A-Nueng to thank her for being born into this world is not something someone like me usually does. If I had a gun, I would shoot myself in the head right then and there.

Ring.

My cell phone beside my bed rang. I glanced at the cell phone that was still undamaged after all these years and stretched out my hand to take it to see who was calling. Chet's name was on the screen. I couldn't help but sigh because I probably couldn't avoid picking up his call this time. He had already called more than fifty times in the last three days. This tells me that my ex-groom hasn't been eating or sleeping either. He was probably thinking about what I said to him that night. He was probably as surprised and confused as I was.

"Yes?"

I only said one word because I didn't want to move my mouth. Chet just sighed. It seems like I've met someone who's the same as me. He was also too tired to make a sound.

[I want to see you.]

"I'm not interested in meeting anyone yet."

[Help, I've been in a daze for days. Please meet me.]

"Are you sure our stress won't make us commit suicide together?"

[At least we can be sure that we won't die alone.]

Was this really a conversation between two adults in their thirties? I hung up the phone before sighing and taking a shower after burying myself in my room, surviving on instant noodles for the past three days. Chet came to get me about 15 minutes after he hung up. And as usual, we ended up at an Italian restaurant. However, today both of us have no appetite.

"You invited me out, so do something. Why are we just sitting around without eating?"

"I can't eat."

Same. But because I didn't want things to get too gloomy, I grabbed my utensils and started eating the bland spaghetti like a robot. Chet stared at me as I ate, starting a conversation we'd tried to avoid until now.

"Is A-Nueng really my daughter?"

I looked him in the eye and nodded while chewing.

"How old is she?"

"She's a high school student."

I wiped my mouth with a napkin and placed the napkin next to my plate.

"So, she is 18 years old."

Chet counted on his fingers and calculated something in his head before he brushed his hair back, like someone who was thinking about something.

"The age and time are very close to when I was with Piengfah."

"Did you know she was pregnant?"

My direct question surprised him. He lowered his head and started eating, not daring to say anything. And that's my answer.

"You know."

"I'm still very young."

I'm not someone who overthinks things because you can't go back in time to change the past. I'm just asking because I want to know.

"I told him that I wasn't ready. My father would beat me to death."

"And what did Fah say?"

"She didn't say anything. It was as if she just wanted to tell me and then disappear. I admit I felt relieved at that time. I was afraid she would cry and someone would chase me. At that time, I was still a very childish child."

"It's good that you at least admitted it honestly. You didn't tell her to have an abortion, right?"

"No. I didn't say anything like that."

Chet hurried waved his hand to deny it. As if he was afraid of me will think worse of him than he already does.

"I'm only scared, but I don't want her to throw away the baby."

"You are a better person than me. I was the one who gave her the medicine to get rid of the baby."

"Huh?"

"But A-Nueng survived. She survived to be this sweet child."

I shrugged and laughed dryly before continuing to question him.

"And if Fah cries and asks you to take responsibility. What will you do?"