The Day He Matured

Harry nodded and sat down. He constantly blamed me for taking his business card without giving him my phone number.

I had to lie and say I forgot.

“Ah, that day you said you would sign a contract with my company next week, but why did you stay silent?” I pretended to be innocent and timidly asked.

“Brian didn’t say anything to you? Didn’t he ask you to text me?” Harry’s eyes widened and looked at me.

“No. I know nothing. Because he was so busy, I took the initiative to make an appointment with you to ask.”

“Okay, I don’t like to beat around the bush, let me tell you.”

He picked up the glass of water and took a sip before continuing.

I have to admit that his face is really thick. He didn’t hesitate and said that as long as I became his lover, he would sign the contract immediately. And every month, he will give me two thousand dollars to spend.

I have to admit that in his eyes, I’m valuable. Right. When Brian was still a rich young master, he was also fascinated by me.

It seems that it’s because I have a fate with rich men.

I guess that’s enough for Mary to re-educate her gentle brother, so I don’t want to say anything more.

I nodded and complained that I was hot, then asked Harry to help me pull up the curtain on the side of the hut to let the wind blow in.

He quickly left his chair and did as I asked. The moment the curtain was pulled up more than halfway, in the next hut, Mary also took off her big black glasses and looked over with wide eyes.

“Sister… sister…” Harry’s face changed color, turning pale.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Fortunately, the restaurant owner and the staff here both do business as if they don’t need customers, so even though I sat for so long, no one came out to ask me what I wanted to eat. So I didn’t need to pay, just got up and left.

I also have no intention of becoming close to Mary after this incident. Even if she agreed to invest, Brian would not agree.

Furthermore, receiving help from Harold will make me feel safer.

Leaving the restaurant, I took the bus to go back to the company. I planned to go there to rearrange my documents, finish the unfinished work from the previous day, and then go home with Brian.

Why isn’t the midday sunlight so intense that it can heat up my soul and body?

What is the scene before my eyes? Why is Brian going with Hellen? She and he broke up, right?

I felt like my feet were covered in concrete, unable to move forward even though I really wanted to run to them. I helplessly watched Brian open the car door for her to get in.

When I was able to move, the car slowly moved. Luckily, a taxi had just stopped, so I jumped in and told the driver to follow right behind his car.

During the whole journey, I was restless and when I saw his car turn into the luxury hotel area, my soul was empty.

I needed to trust him, the man who shared my bed. He gave up all his glory and wealth just to live with me, he couldn’t betray me.

“Miss, do you want to come inside?”

The driver’s question made me startled. I quickly shook my head and read my home address so he could take me home.

If I ran in there, I wouldn’t know what to do or say to Brian. To be more precise, I’m afraid. I’d better go home.

I’m afraid I will turn into a lion in his eyes.

Late in the afternoon, Brian returned home on time as usual. I tried my best to show a happy face to welcome him.

He still held me in his arms and kissed my hair and face before going into the bathroom. He still smiled, but I realized he had many thoughts in his heart.

Maybe I need to ask him clearly to avoid any misunderstandings that could easily cause friction.

“Bella, I have to fly to America tomorrow night.”

The sudden words made the chopsticks in my hand stop and float in space.

Brian will fly to America. Why so suddenly? He had no intention of this schedule before. He just met Hellen and now he’s going to America.

“What happened?” I tried to stay calm and asked.

“I flew there to discuss business with friends. My friend will be the one who invests for us. He wanted to meet me in person.”

“When will you come back?” My heart is sad, I don’t want to eat anymore.

“I don’t know yet. Maybe… maybe a week or so.”

That’s hurt. My heart hurts so much. I knew he was lying to me but I didn’t know what he was lying about.

It hurt even more when I couldn’t open my mouth to question him. I’m afraid of losing him. Why do I hate me so much? Why am I so weak?

“Yes. I will prepare some clothes for you.”

The meal passed quietly, Brian still gave me thoughtful and caring gestures as usual, but that didn’t make me happy.

At night, he still hugged me tightly from behind, kissing me for a long time before we both fell asleep. The hot kiss caressed from the top of my head to my shoulder and then buried deep into my neck, leaving lip prints.

“Don’t…” I held Brian’s big, warm hand as he groped inside my nightgown.

“I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“But the other day, you abused me too much. I’m exhausted.”

“Ah. I’m sorry.”

Brian withdrew his hand, moved it to my waist, and left it there.

To be honest, I also wanted to give myself to him, but when I thought about the fact that he went to the hotel with Hellen and then suddenly decided to go to America without knowing when he would return, I just wanted to refuse him.

My tears flowed down my pillow. I tried to tighten my lips, to stop myself from sobbing, to stop my shoulders from shaking.

I don’t know when I fell asleep. When I suddenly woke up, the side next to me was empty, the mattress was cold and there was no warmth left.

Where did Brian go? He abandoned me and left in the night, huh?

Quick as a squirrel, I threw off the blanket and quickly walked out of the room. As soon as my feet stepped out of the room, I slowed down and gingerly searched.

Tonight, the moon is only half left, hanging by the window. The lingering cigarette smoke is like a bridge connecting the sad, gloomy atmosphere in the house with the lonely night outside.

He sat there, like a romantic, self-indulgent person, unlike the look I always saw him in the office.

What are you thinking, Brian? You have something you want to say but can’t say it, right?

I was startled when I realized I didn’t have the courage to ask him.

Since when? Since when has there been such shyness and concealment between me and him? Just today, right?

A long night passed and when dawn came, I immediately got out of bed and prepared clothes for him. And he went into the kitchen and made breakfast for both of us.

I wish I was thinking too much. I hope he didn’t do anything wrong to me. I wish so.

As long as he returns, it will be okay, right? I’ve been waiting for him for two years, so waiting for him for another two weeks is no problem.

After breakfast, we went to the company together, buried ourselves in work until six o’clock in the evening, and then went out to eat together.

Brian wanted to go to the park to get some fresh air, and I also agreed.

Since the day he opened the company, he cuddled with me at home a lot, but we didn’t have time to go out, walk side by side, or walk like couples in the dating phase often do.

We sat on the stone bench where he used to feed me fried fish balls dipped in chili sauce.

The steam coming from the lake was cool; I pressed myself close to his chest, enjoying the warmth.

“Remember to eat and drink on time. Don’t skip meals. If you get sick, I will be very heartbroken.” His hand stroked along my spine, speaking gently.

“I know. Don’t worry. Please… come back soon.”

“Okay, I will try. But why are you crying? I also flew there before and you didn’t cry, you even laughed happily.” He gently pushed me away, using his thumb to wipe away the tears that had just fallen from the corners of my eyes.

“I… because I regret what happened last night. I shouldn’t have refused you.” I burst into tears.

“Silly girl. When I return, you will pay me ten times more. I can’t take you to the hotel right now. I have to stay healthy to fly.”

Under the canopy of a weeping willow tree swaying in the wind, Brian gave me a sweet and deep kiss. His arms tightened more and more as if he wanted to engrave me into his body.

I couldn’t hear or see anything around me anymore, I could only feel this kiss, these warm, soft lips filled with affection.

Time passed very quickly, and it was time for him to go to the airport to check-in. After taking me home, he quickly pulled his suitcase away.

Under the pale yellow moonlight and a few lonely stars in the winter sky, we tried to smile and wave goodbye to each other.

The moment the car left in less than a few seconds, I frantically opened the gate, my feet unconsciously running after his car. My tears fell, following the wind into the darkness.

Before my eyes, two red car lights gradually blurred and disappeared. He’s gone. He’s really gone.

“Brian, you’ll be back, right? I’m very afraid. I’m afraid that you won’t be able to endure a life full of worries and burdens from that contract and will abandon me. When I accepted to love you one more time, my resilience was gone.”