Chapter 142

He was way too calm—it made me seriously uneasy, like something bad was coming. But thinking back to the past life, he was always like this. As long as I cooked, he'd pretty much eat everything, even though I used to tailor the meals to his taste and rarely repeated dishes within a week. I wanted to bring up the terms we agreed on earlier today, but the moment he was done eating, he just moved straight to the sofa and sat there waiting to take his meds. Not a single word. Not even a glance. What’s going on? Ronald was obviously ignoring me on purpose, right? I sneaked a peek at him, and out of nowhere it just clicked. My heart leapt—"I knew it." He had to be regretting it. Why else would he go all silent and passive-aggressive? That had to mean nothing would happen tonight. Tomorrow’s Monday—back to his crazy workaholic mode, way too busy to care about me. And I’ve got my own work too. If I can just get through tonight, things might turn around. Then—bam! A loud crash broke the silence