Solitaire ✔

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

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(Rachel's POV)

The place was cold. Scenery looks familiar. I was stuffing my both hands inside the white winter coat that I was wearing. Hilbert said he would bring me somewhere nice and it was freezing like below zero degrees. Out of his courtesy, he bought me the winter coat and those necessary worn outs for the freezing weather.

"Where are we?" I spoke with smoke coming from my mouth. My shivering lips barely could speak clearly.

"Island." He smiled.

I walked on pebbles pavement along the side with him. Hoping our destination would be somewhere quite near in walking distance.

Still, I couldn't stop myself from asking. "Are we reaching?"

He shook his head, still keeping his head upfront as he walked. I followed the man that took me here and I was absurdly crazy to even follow without asking.

I remembered that I said I trust him.

"Do you like cold weather?" He asked as I was busy struggling myself with the freezing temperature.

"Cold is nice." Indeed, in comparison with the extreme humid weather, I would prefer the breezy or cold environment. But right now, this was far too much for my body to accept. I was already in seven layers of clothes and it was so heavy to even walk.

I probably could roll down like a snow ball if I really missed my steps and fall.

"Snow flakes in compare to rain droplets is much more beautiful." He took a grip of snow and handed to me.

I looked at the grip, paying close attention to the pure white colour of snow. Indeed, it was more beautiful. Such white that is not stained with any colour was beautiful. Maybe the purest of heart is that most beautiful thing on earth.

I wondered as I imagined myself, the darkest colour of drainage water. Stained and polluted. My existence was already a shame in conclusion.

"Beauty is the nature at heart." He gradually spoke with his own theories. "Sometimes, it's just simply your actions that meant beauty."

"What's your definition of beauty? Does shame not considered one?" I questioned. In doubt of myself and hoping that I could have a slight chance of beauty in existence. My life was filled with shame and with Chris leaving me for Grace, it spelled doom for me.

"If you think it is, then it would be." He took my hand and making me walked further.

Our conversation stopped here as we continued our path on these rocky pebbles road in the freezing weather.

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(Chris' POV)

"Serious?" She wailed at me, throwing a piece of envelope on the table while I was having my dinner.

Cup noodles, in exact. Ever since Rachel left. I had dinner to my own. I didn't really eat with Grace. After the incident of exposure that we were getting married in the media's eyes, my habit still didn't change.

My eyes looked at the envelope. It was the quotation with the sales invoice that the hotel had mailed over. They had started preparing the wedding banquet for me. I grinned at the mail as I went on eating the noodles.

"Are you out of your mind?" She swifted off my cup noodles. Paying me no respect as the owner of this apartment. My anger could burn off with her actions but I suppressed it under my breath.

"You don't love me. Then, why are you doing this?!" She continued pin pointing my wrongs and persist on me giving her a valid explanation.

"I don't care if I love you." My eyes directed at her with cold expression. If whatever was left for her, that would only be hatred. She brought me all this and I was bound to bury myself with her along. If marriage wasn't what she wanted with me but played it like her cards, then I would turn her cards into reality.

"Chris!" She screamed at me. Stopping me from walking off any further.

My back froze, waiting patiently for Grace's reaction.

"Please... Let me off...." Her sobbing was heard.

"I... don't really care." I threw my last word and headed into the room.

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"Have you found her?" I questioned my staffs. Those whom were good friends with her hadn't had a clue of her whereabouts. She just disappeared right after the exhibition. Even the mobile phone was off.

I couldn't stop myself from thinking negative. I knew Rachel still had a heart for me even she had done such absurd shame and cheating on me. She probably would have done silly stuffs right after knowing that I was getting married with Grace.

My mind was exploding. The chances of me finding her was deem zero.

How can I find her back?

"Chris, someone's looking for you on the phone." My admin girl knocking at the door. Right after Rachel had left, I didn't really want to hire a personal secretary. It would just remind me how important that she was. So, I simply had my staffs to get me an admin girl whom tried to do most of the stuffs that Rachel does.

I nodded my head as I picked up the phone, "Evening."

"Is this Chris?" A voice was so familiar but I couldn't remember his name for a second.

"Who is this?" I sat back, waiting for the other party to answer.

"Hilbert here. I bet you would like to know about Rachel's whereabouts." The grins on the other line was much obvious.

"What do you want?" I couldn't stop myself being irrational. All I want was to have Rachel back with me. Even how much wrong she had done, I didn't want to care about that anymore.

"I want to see your sincerity." The line went dead right after Hilbert finished his words.

"Hello?" I widened my eyes at the line that ended, my hands grabbed the handset. "Hello? Hello?!"

To be Continued...