Chapter 72: His Confession
Francis seemed to be attending a meeting. He interrupted the presenter and walked out of the meeting room.
“Listen, Scarlett. Two other Cambridge students rented the house, which means Skyler will actually have two roommates. I’ve investigated their backgrounds, and they just seem like regular kids. You don’t have anything to worry about.” Francis explained to her patiently.
“But…but you didn’t even ask me before you made these decisions? I am his sister!”
Francis leaned against the wall and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I didn’t ask you because you didn’t want to talk to me.”
Scarlett was stunned and couldn’t find the words to argue with Francis at all. But obviously, Francis didn’t intend to blame her.
“So you think I didn’t arrange everything well?” Francis asked her with a gentle voice.
“No, you did…”
“Then that’s it. It’s good to focus on the results. Sometimes the process and the beginning are not that important. What do you think?”
Scarlett sat beside the dining table and felt her throat dry up. She said, “What do you mean by that?”
“I mean…it doesn’t matter how everything begins and how we get together. What matters is that we get along well and we are happy with each other, aren’t we?”
“I never said that I am happy with you!” Scarlett murmured.
“I’m sorry, Scarlett. I was a real bastard to have said those words to you that day. But if you could trust me, I really, really didn’t mean that. I owe you an apology. I’m really sorry.”
Scarlett’s ears were hot. She was grasping a corner of the table using all her strength, and her nails had turned pale. Scarlett’s brain had gone completely blank, and she didn’t know what to say.
Both sides remained silent for a long time. Scarlett even checked the phone to see if the line was disconnected.
“I said those words because I…” Eventually, Francis broke the silence.
“Because I was jealous. I was jealous about how you and Chuck are such close friends. He is so young and energetic and has a promising future. But I’m just an old man that you might lose interest in at any time. I’m so afraid, Scarlett. I lost the power to control my emotions in front of you, I can’t be more vulnerable and helpless.”
So, maybe a young girl who falls deeply in love with a mature man isn’t doomed to get injured after all.
Scarlett arrived at Irving International Airport late at night. The flight was pleasant, and everything had gone quite smoothly. Francis’s chauffeur was already there, waiting for her at the gates.
At 3 o’clock in the morning, Scarlett finally arrived at Francis’s villa, and the housekeeper opened the door for her. Scarlett dragged her luggage behind her and walked into the house.
“Oh, welcome back, Scarlett.” The housekeeper was full of joy to see Scarlett again and embraced her warmly.
“Oh, I’m so happy to see you again. It’s good to be back. But you did not have to wait for me. It’s so late.” Scarlett felt sorry for the dear old lady; she had been waiting up for Scarlett practically all night.
“Oh, it’s not a problem, Scarlett. Now that you’re back, I’m not worried about your safety, and I can go to bed happy! By the way, Mr. Sandler is waiting for you upstairs.”
Scarlett smiled at her and said, “Okay, I got it. I’ll take a shower first. I’m so exhausted! It was such a long flight.” The housekeeper nodded and took her luggage from her. Scarlett walked straight upstairs.
When she passed by Francis’s study, Scarlett saw the warm light from the room shone in the hallway through the crack in the door. Ah, he really did not sleep.
But she didn’t intend to meet him first. Because of the long-distance flight that had taken more than ten hours, she was physically and mentally exhausted. “If any quarrels or surprises are awaiting me, I’ll just deal with them all tomorrow!” Scarlett thought to herself.
She took a really nice and relaxing bath in comfort and almost fell asleep in the bathtub. She suddenly got up, woken up by the sound of water trickling. She immediately got up but found that she forgot to take her pajamas into the bathroom with her. Fortunately, there was a big bath towel in the closet, and she used it to wrap herself up.
“Do you want to talk to me like that?”
When Scarlett walked out from the bathroom, Francis, inadvertently or on purpose, had walked out of his study. The two encountered each other in the hallway. Scarlett turned her head away to avoid making direct eye contact with Francis. Francis walked a few steps toward her, held her in his arms, and took her to the bedroom.
“Sit down.”
Francis took her to the seat in front of the dresser table and was about to help her dry her wet, dripping hair. Scarlett wrinkled her nose to show her disapproval, but she straightened her back and tried to sit completely still. In less than two minutes, Scarlett began to shake and sway with dissatisfaction. Francis was a very successful businessman, but he would probably make one of the worst hairdressers in the world.
“Ah!” The hot wind from the hairdryer made her ears hurt. “Are you deliberately hurting me?!” Scarlett was a bit annoyed, probably because she was really tired and sleepy too.
Francis looked innocent and immediately said, “Sorry! I haven’t done this for anyone else before. I’m just trying to help… I want to learn. I’ll leave it to you; I’m sorry.” Francis pouted; he looked like a young child who had just been scolded by his parents. Scarlett looked at him and took the hairdryer from his hands. She finished drying her hair within a few minutes. She didn’t care about the shape or style– all she wanted was to go to sleep.
“If there’s anything you want to talk to me about, let’s just leave it for tomorrow, okay? I’m too sleepy right now.” Scarlett jumped into her soft bed and barred Francis from speaking. Francis stood in front of the bed and stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he said, “Scarlett, are you afraid?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.