Be Eaten Up with Love

Chapter 20: Lydia, Why Are You Crying？

I immediately took a few steps toward him, and sure enough, it really was Wayne Gilbert...

I saw him standing there, smoking a cigarette and looking at me in the middle of a puff. The silence was suffused with gloom. There were cigarette butts all over the floor. I could see that he had been waiting for at least half an hour.

I was amazed that Wayne Gilbert went crazy about waiting for me so late. Was he lack of woman?

"Why did a man answer your phone?" He stamped out his cigarette and came towards me.

"Well, I ate dinner tonight one the old house. And my bag left there. The one who answered the phone was Geoffrey Occam, your brother-in-law. What happened? what did he say to stimulate you?"

I felt strange, because Wayne Gilbert looked like a boyfriend who was in check. The relation between me and him still need not check!

However, I immediately remembered the reason that Sara Grant was dumped by him. Although Wayne Gilbert didn't treat you seriously, he would never allow himself to be cuckolded.

"Why are you here?" I opened the door and asked a casual question.

He walked slowly into the door and sat down on my old sofa.

"I wanted to see if you'd come back for I had no entertainment."

"Oh, did you have dinner?" From NôvelDrama.Org.

Wayne shook his head: “I wanted to invite you to eat together, since you have eaten well, then you can accompany me to eat a little."

I readily agreed because Geoffrey Occam sat with me on a table in the old house previously, which seriously affected my appetite. Now my belly was really a little hungry!

After discussing with Wayne Gilbert, I decided to invite him to eat crayfish.

He was clearly not interested in the reptile, with a disagreeable expression on his face, but under my mental work, he went with me.

In a lane next to Liang City no. 1 middle school there was a small restaurant that tasted good. The restaurant was not big but the price was not cheap.

When we parked the car, I can't wait to go to the alley. I was calculating in my heart that I must eat satisfied in a while...

Wayne Gilbert was frowning, looking at the mess surrounding, and the sweaty diners. I chuckled, and took his hand and squeezed inside.

"You go to save a place for me first, and I will ask the boss to do."

……

I quickly eaten up a large bowl of extra-spicy crayfish on the table by myself.

My face was covered with red oil, with the sweat and tears straightly out. I did not wipe with paper

towels, and still ate by reaching out my tongue without any shame.

Wayne Gilbert disgusted at me with weird expression.

“Mr. Gilbert, please try a little. I promise you will never forget the taste after you eat it."

“I don't eat spicy food."

I asked the boss to give us a dozen ice beer, and I was hurried to drink a few. And then I wiped my hand with tissue paper: “you are so delicate. Do you know that if you eat chili more, your body wil become better. I like the man of hard spirit, later, I will seek a husband who like spicy food so much. Otherwise I could be suffocated if there are light dishes.”

At this point, I suddenly thought of Geoffrey Occam. Two years ago, it was he who took me to this small restaurant for the first time to taste the crayfish, and since then I can’t stop eating on the way to eat crayfish!

Sometimes someone can change your appetite just by a meal. If it was not Geoffrey Occam, maybe I couldn’t eat spicy just like Wayne Gilbert.

Thinking of this, suddenly my eyes socket went red. I did not know it was the stimulation of pepper, or the heart was suppressed injustice, so the tears poured down......

Wayne Gilbert lowed head on the phone to see business statements, and then when he looked up, he saw me cry.

“Lydia, what are you crying about? Don't cry... "

"I am sad. There is something held on my heart which need to come out, so can't I cry?"

After I drank a bottle of beer, I felt more wronged in my heart. Recently everything was not going well and I was about to burst out of depression.

"It's ugly for a woman to cry like that in public."

I wiped my tears and said, “Sara Grant was so graceful to cry. I didn't see your pity! If you feel ashamed, go on, and I'll finish this beer here by myself. But you need buy the order before you go... "