He was not a touchy–feely kind of person.
Sometimes, he was domineering.
What Yvonne could not resist was his unintentional tenderness.
She stretched out her hands, wrapped her arms around his neck, and murmured, “There will be no next
time.”
“Okay... no next time.” Their voices were muffled by the blanket pulled over them.
The phone on the side table flashed for a moment when a message came in.
No one noticed it.
Weston said they were going to take a nap, and he really did not touch her but simply held her from
behind.
After a while, his breathing became slow. Stella had her eyes closed. Then, she opened her eyes and
looked down at the hand on her waist without moving. After an hour, Ben came over and knocked on the
door. Weston opened his eyes, then Ben knowingly left.
Stella asked, “Can you go now?”
“You‘re so unwilling to see me, huh?”
She did not reply. His voice was still a bit hoarse, as if he came here really for a rest. He pecked her on
the cheek. “I‘m going back to the office. Call me if there‘s anything.” She nodded and asked him again,
“You are not coming here tonight, right?” He stood up and put on the coat he put on the table casually
and buttoned the cufflinks. Hearing that, he looked at her. “Do you want me to?”
She pressed her lips. “Today is the anniversary of you and Guinevere. Of course I won‘t be that
ignorant.”
The man stopped his action of buttoning the cufflinks abruptly.
But it was only for a moment.
After getting dressed, he walked to the bedside and bent down to kiss her forehead. “I won‘t be coming
tonight.” Her slender eyelashes cast a shadow beneath her downcast eyes.
Her face was expressionless.
Staring at her for a while, he suddenly tilted her head upward to make her look into his eyes. He did not
have to explain it to her at first. But seeing her pitiful look, he felt his heart melting. He kissed her nose
and said, “I‘m not going to be with her.” She slowly clenched her fists without saying anything. Avoiding
that topic, she said, “Can I ask you about the matters of Roger studying abroad?” While talking, she
reached out to help the man adjust his tie. As he watched her action, his eyes darkened.
Despite knowing her initiative was purposeful, he kept one eye closed and replied, “Sure. You can ask
me anything.” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”
She was sincere.
His Adam‘s apple was rolling up and down. Seeing her obedient look, he suddenly had an urge to stay
here, not wanting to leave. It felt just like they were a normal couple. A lovely wife was tidying up the
clothes for her husband and seeing him out. This was what he disdained the most in the past. Holding
her hand, he wrapped her whole fist in his hand and straightened the stiff fingers of her fist little by little,
and interlocked them with his. Then, he lifted her face and exchanged a deep kiss with her. “Tomorrow...”
He said in a hoarse voice, “If you feel okay tomorrow, I will take you somewhere.“
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