Chapter 35

VERONICA My steps halted as I hurriedly turned and stepped around a corner, hoping they would pass without seeing me. However, they did not walk past; instead, they entered the canteen. Thankfully, they have not yet noticed me, as they are both engrossed in conversation. They paused near the counter, and the woman with Celine ordered a bowl of porridge before turning to Celine. From my vantage point, I could only see her face, but I could hear their conversation clear enough. "Stop wiping for that useless man Celine, he is not worth your tears!" The woman sounded frustrated. Oh, is she crying? I blinked, trying to see Celine's face, but in vain. Who is she crying for, though? I wondered in my head. "Oh, please don't say that, Emily," Celine said, her voice trembling. "Christian isn't what you think; he loves me very much. It's just—" "Just gotten whipped by his ex-wife. Are you going to say that to me now?" That woman, Emily, responded sharply. Oh! So it's about Christian. And even tho