Fabian slowly placed a hand under Hannah’s neck while the other wrapped around her waist, picking her up from the couch.
Huh. Let’s just bring her to the bed for now.
After Fabian tugged Hannah in bed, he came out and went to the washroom. He repeatedly splashed the cold water onto his face in an attempt to wake himself up and ease the drowsiness he was feeling.
Then, he slowly took out his phone from his pocket and called his assistant, “Help me find out what Hannah did today.”
Subsequently, Fabian took off all his clothes and turned on the shower to let the water beat on him, wetting his hair before running across his face, forcing his eyes shut.
It did not take long for Fabian to wash up and get out with a loose bathrobe on him. He dragged his feet towards the couch and plopped himself on it.
He rummaged through the drawer of the coffee table and took out a cigarette, placing it in his mouth before lighting it. It had been a while since he last smoke.
Fabian took a deep breath before letting out a puff of smoke as his brows unknitted.
All of a sudden, his phone rang. It was his assistant reporting back to him about Hannah. “Mr. Norton, it looks like Ms. Young was with… Xavier Jackson the whole day.”
The assistant’s voice was trembling as he knew that Xavier and Fabian were not on friendly terms. He was afraid that the report would spoil Fabian’s mood, and he would be caught up in Fabian’s wrath.
What? She was with Xavier? Now that’s too much! Why was she crying then! Does she think I’d go soft if she cried?
“Give me the specifics!” It was just as the assistant expected. Fabian went haywire after hearing the information, his voice cold as ice.
The assistant proceeded to inform Fabian about everything he found out for fear of displeasing his boss.
“Alright, I got it.” Fabian ended the call as soon as he heard everything and tossed the phone aside before he leaned back onto the couch.
At the moment, deep crevices formed on his forehead, but his lips curled while he stared at the ceiling with narrowed eyes.
So, she found out about Vivian and me? And she’s jealous?
Fabian was actually a smart man, able to piece a general idea together with mere crumbs of information the assistant gave him.
Suddenly, he shot up from the couch and headed straight into his study. In there, he took out a photo from an old book. It was the one that Hannah saw.
The photo was secretly taken by Fabian when he was still with Vivian. He kept it because he felt guilty for breaking up with her and wanted to preserve some of his most precious memories in the form of a photograph.
Oh. Fabian snickered, laughing at himself as he casually pulled open a drawer on the bookshelf and took out a small box from it. He tapped on it with his slender finger to open it up.
The inside was filled almost to the brim with ash. It represented the memories that Fabian and Vivian made back then.
Click! Out of nowhere, Fabian took out a lighter and set the photo on fire. He had a blank gaze as he watched the fire burn.
“It has been a long time. It really is time to let go and let the past fade into oblivion,” Fabian spoke to himself, dropping the ball of fire into the small box.
The picture of Vivian’s silhouette fell into the box, melding in with the ashes. With the addition of the photo’s remnant, the box seemed to be finally full, as though it had been waiting for it all along.
“Looks like you should have been with them from the start.” Fabian grinned.
He then went on to shut the box and flung it out the window.
