Chapter 57 Sorry I Had to Lie
Quinn's POV
"Quinn!"
I immediately looked back when I heard Dylan's voice. He was already outside in a wheelchair. I ran over to him. "Hey, are you okay? Do you feel dizzy or nauseous or something?"
Dylan chuckled. "I'm just feeling better. This house is so big and I'm free to go everywhere."
I shook my head and bring him inside. "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet. I was waiting for you. The person who brought me here said you'd be here any minute so I just wanted to eat with you."
"Oh yeah? You remembered me."
"I always remember you!"
I tried to smile in front of Dylan. "After this I'll cook for us to eat." As I got back to push his wheelchair, he suddenly touched my hand.
"Quinn," he called, this time his tone changed.
"What's wrong?"
"I really don't want to interfere in your personal life. But, did you have a fight with Grayson?"
"Huh? What do you mean, Dylan?" I pretended not to know what Dylan meant. Because I didn't really want to talk about it anymore either.
Dylan turned his wheelchair around and now faced me. "Actually, your relationship with Grayson is more than just therapist and client, right?"
Wait, where does Dylan know that?
"Did Grayson tell-"
"No, I know it wasn't from Grayson. I'm sorry but I accidentally saw you guys doing 'it'. After you guys left my room, I thought about visiting you because I thought Grayson had gone home too. So I went to your room, but it was locked. Before deciding to call the nurse, I peeked through the hole in the door, to see what you were doing that made you lock the door. And that's how I saw it."
Dylan's explanation made my body limp until I took a few steps back and had to hold on to the wall.
This is fucked up. It's really messed up. All this time I'd been trying to hide it by even concocting lies so that Dylan wouldn't know about my relationship with Grayson. However, because of that night, because I indulged my lust, everything fell apart.
Now Dylan knows that I can't just be Grayson's therapist. Now he must also realize why he suddenly moved to that expensive hospital and why now he's suddenly out of there. To deny it would be futile and would look suspicious. I'm also very embarrassed that he caught me having sex with my boss who isn't my boss anymore. Honestly now it feels like I'm naked in front of him, I'm so embarrassed.
"I really didn't want to ask about this matter. But I think the reason I was transferred to a new hospital and now out of there has something to do with Grayson."
I was finished. Dylan's next sentence was likely to ask what I did to get him into such a facility. I'd rather tell him first than have him say it....
"Did you guys break up?"
"What?"
"Yeah, I mean, I deduced from all those events that you guys were dating. And now that you guys broke up, that's probably why you brought me here because you wanted to get away from him. Right? What better reason could there be? I also know that my hospital fees were so high and Grayson probably paid for it because he was your boyfriend. But now that you guys broke up, maybe he cut off his help."
Oh my, I'm really relieved Dylan thinks that way rather than him thinking that I sold my body to Grayson. It means I'm still safe, at least my self-worth in front of Dylan is still intact as long as he doesn't know I sold myself to Grayson. So I guess it doesn't matter if he thinks of it that way. Besides, it's all over too, there's no way Dylan can clarify directly to Grayson since he'll never see him again.
"You're right," I replied quietly.
"I knew it. It's also unlikely a famous athlete would suddenly want to visit me and even spend a lot of money to support me. Unless you guys have a more serious relationship than just coworkers. And it turns out my analysis was right."
I decided to sit on the sofa because if I kept standing up I thought I might collapse at any moment. "I'm sorry for not telling you and for lying. I didn't mean to reveal it at first. But it ended sooner than I expected."
"That's not what I'm really concerned about."
I raised my head. My heart was racing as I waited for Dylan's next words. "So what?"
"The reason you guys broke up, it wasn't because he cheated on you with other women by any chance, right? Because if that is the reason, then I will return what he gave me. After all, I don't want to enjoy anything from someone who hurt my sister."
I laughed inwardly. If Dylan knew that Owen, who is currently giving us this place to stay, also betrayed me, he probably wouldn't wanna stay here. But instead of prolonging the problem, I wanted to stop it here.
"No, it's not. We broke up because we were no longer on the same path. And I got you out of there because I didn't want to use his facilities anymore after our relationship ended. I'm sorry Dylan, you must be confused too."
Dylan moved his wheelchair to me and suddenly hugged me. "Don't keep apologizing. You're not wrong. It's me who should be apologizing for troubling you. I won't blame you for your decision anyway. I just want to make sure that your relationship ended not because of a third person but purely because you were no longer in the same line."
Hearing Dylan say that made my eyes heat up and now it was like there was a mist covering them. It was my tears that were about to fall and now I was trying desperately to hold them back. But Dylan rubbed my back instead, so the tears just fell.
"It's okay. Cry on my shoulder if you want to cry. It's the least I can do to repay you for all you've done for me. It's okay, I won't scold you for being a crybaby."
My tears fell even harder.
"It must be hard being in a relationship with someone as famous as Grayson. You've done great so far, Quinn."
I wanted so badly to scream that Dylan was right. I wanted so badly to admit that being in a relationship with an athlete who was loved by so many people was hard and difficult. Not only did I have to handle his personality, but I also had to keep myself in check so others wouldn't suspect our illicit relationship.
It was so hard that I wanted to quit. But I also couldn't quit on a whim because I had to survive not for myself. And now, fortunately, there was a reason to end it.
Strangely, I should be relieved, but instead I feel sad. Yet, isn't this what I wanted? To be free of Grayson and no longer be his bitch? But why am I not happy now? What's wrong?