Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl hesitated, knowing that telling Esther the truth would weigh heavily on her conscience.

However, before she could decide, Esther spoke up, "It's okay, I know everything."

Seeing Pearl's reaction, Esther lowered her gaze. "It's because of me, right? He knew I was sick and wasn't focused, so he crashed."

She wasn't stupid, so she pieced things together. But she couldn't accept it. Mobius died because of her, making her feel like his killer.

"So if I weren't sick, Mobius wouldn't die, right?"

Pearl was a little angry. "That's not how it works. He died in an accident, and it's not your fault."

"But if I weren't sick, it wouldn't have affected his emotions. Mobius was a skilled driver. How could he just crash?" Esther was convinced it was her fault.

"We don't know the whole story yet, so don't blame yourself. If you insist, then I'm also to blame for telling him about you."

Esther didn't expect Pearl to take any blame. "No, that's not what I meant."

"Then it's not your fault. I don't want to hear any more about it, okay? I'll find out what really happened in the crash," Pearl reassured her.

Esther nodded, her eyes still swollen.

Just then, James came back with some food. When he saw Esther's red eyes, he knew she found out the truth.

"Why are you crying?" He set the table by the bed and laid out the food. "Don't cry. I brought your favorite dumplings and some soup with croutons. I heard this one is really good."

It wasn't easy to find their country's food abroad, so James must have gone to great lengths to get it. Moreover, the food was still warm; he must have gone and got an insulated bag. It was obvious how meticulous he was.

But Esther had lost her appetite and wasn't moved. "I don't feel like eating now."

"I know you're grieving, but please try to eat something," James urged, reaching for the bowl of soup to feed her. But Esther pushed his hand away.

Suddenly, Esther felt a surge of anger and swept everything off the table, including the hot soup which spilled onto James's hand. "I said I don't feel like eating. Are you deaf?" All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

He looked at her without saying a word, then wiped himself clean.

"James…" Esther realized her mistake, and her voice trembled with regret. "I think we should break up," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.