Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Lisa slept for a long time. When she woke up thirsty in a daze, the room was pitch black. She mustered her strength to sit up, instinctively reaching toward the nightstand where David always left her a glass of warm water. Tonight, it was empty. A hollow ache filled Lisa's chest before she chuckled bitterly. Since Helen got pregnant, David could no longer pretend to love her like before. She got up and headed downstairs. Passing the guest room, she heard David's voice and paused instinctively. "It's my fault she got hurt. I shouldn't have acted recklessly." Helen sobbed. "You can't go hungry while pregnant. Lisa overreacted. I spoiled her too much-that's the problem. Stop crying now, or you'll break my heart." David held her, stroking her hair. "You're becoming such a crybaby lately." "Don't tease me." Helen pouted, her alluring face etched with pitiful charm. David's throat tightened as he looked away. Their encounter on the yacht had been too intense, nearly causing a miscarriage. He couldn't risk it again. "Miss me, darling? Too bad she's injured and can't satisfy you." "She never satisfied me like you do, little minx. I'll behave... for now. Once the baby's stable, you'll pay for teasing me." David's lips curved. "Let me help you, darling." Helen slid down his body... The contrast between her sultry movements and innocent voice drew a low groan from David. "You're incredible, Helen." ... Witnessing this scene again stirred nothing in Lisa. Numbly, she continued downstairs for water. Perhaps due to her head injury, she'd slept unusually deep, not waking until the next evening. "Sweetheart, I tried to catch you-but you fell too fast..." David rushed to explain when she woke, avoiding her gaze. Lisa stared at him, too weary to expose the lie. "Where's Helen?" "Blame me, not her. She's just clumsy-never meant to push you. She almost got hurt too." David defended Helen. "Understood." Lisa's voice remained flat, devoid of emotion. "Tomorrow's my parents' Memorial Day. Will you come?" "Of course." Relieved she wasn't angry, David studied her. Something felt different-the love in her eyes seemed to have faded. He started to ask, but Lisa had already closed her eyes. She drifted in and out of sleep all night, unresponsive whenever David spoke. The next morning, Lisa rose early for Stephen and Susan's Memorial Day. Dressed in black casual wear, she got into David's car. David had thoughtfully prepared breakfast and memorial items. Seeing her pallor, he assumed grief and chatted nervously throughout the drive. Lisa responded with disinterested monosyllables. As they reached the cemetery, David's phone rang. His expression tensed as he slammed the brakes- Lisa Davis lurched forward abruptly, her shoulder reddening from the seatbelt's grip. "What happened?" she couldn't help asking. "Sweetheart, an emergency at the office. I need to handle it." David Green's jaw tightened, anxiety flashing in his eyes. "You go ahead to visit your parents' graves. I'll be back soon." With an obliging nod, Lisa opened the car door. Before she could steady herself, David sped off, the sudden motion nearly pulling her down. Watching the dust swirling behind the tires, she offered an empty smile. David seemed to forget his phone remained connected via Bluetooth. Clear as day, Lisa saw the caller ID display: "Helen baby." Helen Gonzalez was hurt, sobbing over the phone to David. Without hesitation, he'd chosen to abandon her for Helen's sake. But she didn't care anymore. Her love for David had long vanished. Even her resentment toward him seemed to have evaporated. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!