The Day He Matured

I couldn’t let Richard stand out there forever, so after a while, I tried to stop crying, dried my face, and walked out.

Seeing me open the gate, his gloomy face brightened up. The yellow light penetrated the darkness, clearly illuminating the features on his face. He has returned to the look I once knew.

“Bella.”

“Maybe too much work has put both you and me in a bad mood. I’m okay. Go home and rest, you have to go to the company tomorrow.” I took a deep breath and said.

“Don’t be angry with me anymore. I’m wrong. I will control myself.”

“I’m not angry. Wait until I sell a few apartments and then we can go somewhere with Caily for a few days.”

“Aren’t you working as Brian’s secretary?”

I shook my head, smiled slightly, and then told Richard that I had returned to my position as a salesperson.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

I could see the joy and excitement in his deep eyes.

“Okay. But we don’t necessarily wait for you to sell a few apartments. I can pay all the expenses.” He raised his hand to brush away the stray hairs in front of my face and spoke gently.

The cold night wind made me weak and wanted to find some warmth from the man who had always been by my side when I was sinking into the abyss of suffering.

I am a woman, I still long for a strong shoulder to lean on, at least when my mood becomes bad.

I took steps closer to him and slowly leaned against him, hiding my tears. I heard a sigh echoing in the quiet darkness.

“Please go home. From now on, don’t give me a cold face anymore.” I pushed him away, smiled, and made a request.

“I promise.”

Seeing Richard hesitate, I waved my hand to signal him.

It took about two minutes before he got in the car and left. I did not rush into the house but stood and waited until the two red lights behind the rear of the car disappeared from view.

I thought I would be in a happy mood today when he took me out to eat grilled hot pot, but I didn’t expect Brian to suddenly appear and make everything turn out like this.

Another cold wind suddenly blew past, making me shiver and hastily return to the house.

However, when my hand just touched the gate, another hand reached out, holding it. Beautiful, white hands with long slender fingers that I have always dreamed of.

I was shocked to the point of immobility, and it took a few seconds for me to regain my composure and look up.

“Director.”

“Please, Bella, this place is not a company. Why did your attitude in the forest and when you returned to the city change like a pinwheel?”

From a state of fear, I turned to indignation. Is this guy criticizing my attitude?

I still respect him very much and speak politely, after all, what else does he want from me?

It was him, it was he who made my day worse from morning until night. And now he is still clinging to me to haunt me.

“What are you doing here?” I withdrew my hand and asked.

“I’m thirsty.”

“What?”

Brian smiled and pointed inside the house. I know if I don’t give him a sip of water he won’t go home.

I knew it was just his excuse because he could buy a bottle of water at the roadside shop or drive straight home, he didn’t need to come here.

The distance from the karaoke bar to that villa is five or six times shorter than the distance from there to my house.

I frowned, raised my foot, and kicked the gate to open it.

Brian quickly ran in. I see him as a three-year-old child. I don’t know if he’s really mature or not, half lean meat, half fatty meat, half this, and half that.

“Here’s water, drink quickly, and then go home.”

After placing the glass of water on the table, I crossed my arms and waited. It seemed like Brian was really thirsty; he gulped it all down in one gulp, and there wasn’t a drop left.

This is the consequence of him eating salty food. When we were in the hot pot restaurant, I saw him eat a lot of fish sauce. If he keeps eating salty foods like that, when he becomes an old man, he’ll have high blood pressure.

“Eating salty food is not good for the body. Before, you didn’t eat so much fish sauce.” I put down the second glass of water in front of him, saying a few words aimlessly.

“I have a cold and have lost my sense of taste, so I eat salty food. Normally, I don’t eat very salty food.”

When I heard Brian speak, I realized that his voice was a little different. The thought of eliminating him from life was always in my mind, making me no longer observant to realize that he was unwell and sick.

It turned out that at noon he skipped meals because he was tired and didn’t want to eat.

Where’s Hellen? She should have cooked a delicious meal and brought it to the office to comfort her lover and feed him when he was sick.

Maybe she’s also busy working. Since Brian had a traffic accident, Hellen followed him back to America, has not returned here, and has not appeared in fashion shows. She entrusted the Black Roses to the co-founder to manage.

I know that from Caily’s mouth. Caily also spent a lot of money on cosmetics and became a loyal customer of that brand.

She shopped there and heard information from the staff. And she told me about it while she was drunk.

“Can you go home yet? Or are you planning to drink all the water in my house?”

“Of course, I have to go home. Ah, Bella, I ask you to come to my house and look after it for me for a week. Go there tomorrow and stay there for a week.”

What is this guy saying? Suddenly he asked me to come to his house to stay for a week.

You think you’re the boss of my life, don’t you? You think if you tell me to go, I have to go, right? I only obey you if it’s for the company’s sake, that’s all.

“I have to go back to the US to check my health. The altar of my mother and father needs someone to burn incense to ease the cold. Fish also need someone to feed them. Please help me.” He spoke as soon as I opened my mouth to say no.

Turns out he was going to fly to America. Is there a problem with his health?

It seems that my conscience does not allow me to refuse.

I thought he was living with Hellen. Maybe they’re not married yet. But he can ask her. She’s his girlfriend, much more convenient than mine.

Or maybe this time she flew to America with him, so he asked me to look after the house because I am a maid with three years of experience cleaning and tidying that villa.

“You… are you sick?” I asked hesitantly, my hands clasped together.

“Periodic health check.”

“Can you… Can you ask someone else?”

“Can not. I don’t want strangers to come into my house. Bella, you still owe me and my mother.”

My heart suddenly jumped and my eyes opened wide to look at the man across from me. His appearance now is very serious, no longer like a child, but more like an adult, mature, serious, ready to get married.

What do I owe?

“You sign a ten-year contract and receive the full amount of money, but you only work for three years and then disappear. So, help me this time. There are seven days in a week, which corresponds to seven years. I will erase all your debt.”

It turns out that the debt that Brian mentioned was the labor contract between me and his mother. Actually, his mother cleared my debt a long time ago.

Since I accepted her offer to leave Brian, that debt has disappeared. However, how could he know? And I have no words to explain.

Okay, I will accept the loss. After all, it’s only seven days. Seven days will pass quickly.

Finally, I nodded in agreement.

“Thank you.” His face showed a happy expression. He stood up and handed me the house key.

I saw him off when the moon moved to the middle of the sky. We both tilted our necks at the same time to look at the moon hanging in the clear sky.

Next to that moonlight, there is always a faithful star. I used to believe that I was the star next to Brian, next to him forever, next to him for the rest of my life.

Brian suddenly turned his head and told me not to go to the company next week, he told me to wait for him to come back and then go to work and told me to rest for another week to get better.

I obediently nodded. I couldn’t disobey him because he was the boss and I was the employee.

If he told me to go East, I wouldn’t dare go West. If he told me to go to the forest, I wouldn’t dare wade into the sea.

Although I really wanted to look at the two red lights on the back of Brian’s luxury car until they disappeared, I had to close the gate as soon as he stepped both feet outside my territory and ran into the house.

I’m afraid he will realize my feelings, I’m afraid he will realize I still love him and don’t want to leave him.

“Bella, thank you.” He suddenly spoke up, causing my steps to slow down.

“Because of what?” I turned my head, squinted my eyes, and looked at him through the iron bars.

“All. I will always remember what you said in the forest. If we have to die then we will die together.”

After saying that, Brian smiled, got into the car and drove away.

I stood still like a statue, chills running down my spine. My brain was working at full capacity but I didn’t understand what he meant when he repeated that sentence.

Why do I feel like he’s like some crazy and perverted guy?

If it wasn’t forced by the situation, who would want to die? At that time, I was panicking and Brian kept telling me to leave him behind to escape, so I said that.

“Brian, please don’t be so seriously ill. You scared me. Crazy guy.”