Back to Love: A New Beginning - Chapter 542

Chapter 542:

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Becky wore sunglasses to hide most of her face, and drowned in the crowd. She found a down jacket in a pile of clothes on sale. The color and style of the jacket were only suitable for a middle-aged person. He takes the jacket to the cashier. He pulls out a bank card and hands it to the cashier.

The cashier swiped it through the reader and handed it back to her.

“Ma’am, I’m sorry. Your card has been declined, do you have another card?”.

Trembling momentarily, she pulled out another card and handed it to her. But, again, the cashier informed her that it had been declined. Becky fumbled awkwardly in her purse, her ears reddening with embarrassment.

The line behind her was getting longer and longer, and people were beginning to murmur quietly and critically.

“How much does it cost?” I asked.

Becky must have heard the sound of my voice and turned suddenly to look at me. I couldn’t see the expression in her eyes because of the sunglasses, but I thought she must have been shocked and mortified at that moment.

“Two hundred and sixty-eight,” the cashier told me.

I nodded, pulled out a card and handed it to her, “Use my card,” I said.

The cashier took it and swiped it quickly. Then she handed the card back to me and handed the jacket to Becky.

Becky hesitated for a moment, but accepted the jacket. We left the supermarket together. We found a coffee shop and sat down.

At first I didn’t say anything, nor did I ask her how she was doing. I didn’t want to hurt her already wounded pride. After a while of sitting together, our bodies began to thaw from the freezing cold.

Becky finally started a conversation in an anxious, restless voice.

“Thank you for everything. I’ll pay you back,” she said.

I shook my head slightly. “No, you don’t need to pay me back. If I were a stranger, I still would have paid for the items. I know what it’s like to be poor. I’ve been in a similar situation myself in the past. I understand how embarrassing it is and how helpless it makes you feel.”

Becky lowered her head and said nothing. After a while, she raised her head again to look at me.

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“I heard about Derek. I didn’t expect him to…” she said, half-heartedly.

Her voice was getting hoarse when she talked about Derek. It was as if she was too overcome with emotion to keep talking. Tears escaped from her sunglasses and rolled down her cheeks.

“I know I did completely wrong things in the past. Derek was really mad at me then. I was planning on apologizing after giving him enough time to calm down. I was going to apologize to him for what I had done. But he died so suddenly, without warning, and I never had a chance to offer him my sincerest apologies.”

I turned to look at the snow falling just on the other side of the glass window. My eyes clouded in an instant from the tears welling up in them.

“It doesn’t matter. Nothing is more important than her life,” I said.

The tears were still running down Becky’s sunglasses, who said sadly in a nasal voice, “I’m sorry, I’m deeply sorry for what I did. I made him angry and put him in such uncomfortable situations. If I had another chance, I wouldn’t have done those things in a million years. There are not many people in the world who are nice to me. So I was very happy when Derek took care of me. I was afraid they would take him away and I would forget all about him.” I sighed lightly.

“Even though he sometimes scolded you and reproached you for things, he always wanted you to have a good and happy life. He always treated you like his own sister.” Becky suddenly covered her mouth and burst into tears as if I had touched a very sensitive nerve.

“I failed her miserably,” she wailed.

After crying for a while, she finally pulled her sunglasses off her face to reveal the bruises at the corners of her eyes and on the bridge of her nose.

“Did your husband hit you?” I asked worriedly.

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