My Ex, Please Love Me Again

“How can you support me to date him while I’m troubled by him.” Alana was confused by Christina.

Christina giggled, “But I think you’re a great match.”

Alana sighed, “I don’t want to be in a relationship, especially with Jamarion.”

“Just level with him, or it would be a drag on both of you.”

“I think so. After all, he has much academic pressure; he would be more focused if I turn him down.”

“And he just hit 18 when his love could be nothing but a whim. He will get over me if I make it clear to him.”

Alana didn’t reckon Jamarion was serious because she thought he did it on the spur of the moment.

She invited Jamarion over to her home considering she needed to level with him. She would make dinner for him and he accepted it happily.

But she didn’t expect that he would bring some gifts–a pen, a fine notebook, and a mug.

She thought of the mug he gave her before. She still used it, not because it was given by him but because she didn’t like to change things frequently and the mug was of good quality and fine.

“Why do you give me another mug, The old one is still in use,” She took the gift politely and said.

“It was too old; I made you a new one.” He explained.

It reminded her of Christina’s words when she talked to Christina about the mug.

Back then, Christina said, “I thought it was nothing odd when I didn’t know he loved you, but now I found him cunning.”

“You use the mug every day, right? And that means you will think of him every day, so the mug represented him accompanying you there.”

Alana didn’t think there was anything special with the mug, but now she realized it was not that simple.

It was true that she thought of him now and then. She wondered how he was doing academically or whether he was fine at the Capital from time to time.

Now she knew Jamarion’s real intention of giving her the mug.

She took the gift calmly and invited him to the living room.

“No, I’ll help you with the dinner.” Jamarion walked to the kitchen with her.

She didn’t finish preparing dinner because he came much earlier than she thought; she planned to have him sit there himself while she made dinner. But he offered to help her.

Alana agreed seeing that he insisted. He seemed to be in his element and the dinner was finished soon with their work together.

“So delicious.” He heaped his compliment after merely one bite.

“Thanks. You also helped a lot. We will not be starved.” Alana made a joke and Jamarion was amused by it.

Alana went blank when she looked up seeing his smile.

She felt like she was attracted to his smile and she couldn’t describe it with words. She found his smile so charming, especially with his deep-set eyes fixed with affection and care.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Alana took a sip of her soup to cover up her fluster.

It came to her that “If you like him, go date him.”

But she was not sure about her feelings for him.

She had no idea about what it was like to love someone because she had never fallen for someone in the past 21 years.

Did his attraction to her count as love?

But then she came to her senses. Their age difference made it improper and impossible for them to date each other.

She finished having dinner with complicated emotions, putting down the bowl and fork. “Why did you come to my school? It is famous, but your major in my school is not the best.” Alana asked him gently after some thoughts.

Alana chose to ask him tentatively. After all, they all didn’t expect he would choose her school.

Every school had its strength, but Jamarion’s major was not the best in her school. Two other schools were better than hers in terms of that major, so they thought he would choose the other two.

They were all shocked to hear that, but Nina explained that she hoped Jamarion to have a connection there, so she supported his decision.

Some people still thought it was a pity. But school mattered less for a genius like him.

Jamarion knew that Alana was testing his response.

“Do you want the truth?” He looked her in the eyes.

“Of course.” She looked away a bit as if she was burned by his fervent gaze.

“I love you and I came for you,” He replied after being silent for a while.

His answer made her at a loss. Though she knew the answer, she was overwhelmed by his explicitness.

“You…”

“It’s so unreasonable of you to give up on the best school just for love.” Alana sighed heavily.

“No, it’s nothing like that,” He denied her opinion seriously, “I know what I’m doing and what I want.”

“Alana, I love you for years, and I didn’t come here on an impulse.”

Alana was amazed to know he loved her for years.

So this was all his plan?

Did he already have a crush on her when he gave her the mug?