Thinking of Darrell always brought a sense of inexplicable comfort.
No longer suffered from anxiety.
I thought for a moment and replied to my friend’s message
“We have already broken up, so please don’t tell me anything about him in the future. Thank you.”
After replying, I locked the screen and put my phone in my bag.
The person arranged by Darrell came over to help me with the luggage.
The driver opened the car door for me and spoke with utmost respect.
“Ms. Mooney, Mr. Stuart have both made arrangements, so now let’s take you home first.”
The car drove on the streets of a foreign country.
I curiously looked at the street scenery outside the car.
Everything was brand new, filled with hope.
I suddenly felt excited about the upcoming new life.
Chapter 13
friend’s message that day.
After I replied to my fi
Alexander had indeed never made a phone call or sent a text message.
And I quickly forgot everything related to him.
I fully immersed myself in the new learning life.
A month later, Darrell came to visit me overseas as promised.
I don’t know why, but it was only a short period of one month.
When we met again, I was inexplicably shy.
Mingming, when he sent me abroad.
At the airport, he hugged me and kissed me.
But when I saw him again at that moment, I was so shy that I couldn’t even lift my head to look at him.
When dinner was about to begin.
od up and moved from the seat opposite me to the chair beside me.
arrell suddenly stood
I instantly tensed up my body.
Sitting upright with proper posture, keeping the back straight, and placing hands on the knees.
Like a well–behaved obedient elementary school student
“Sophia”
Darrell gently held my hand.
My palm was damp and warm, with a thin layer of sweat
But Darrell held on tightly, “How come it’s been a month and you’re afraid of me again?”
I couldn’t.
t answer, that kind of strange and subtle feeling, indescribable.
“Am I supposed to change it to twice a month from now on?”
I suddenly turned my head to look at him.
But at the moment I turned my face, Darrell lowered his head and kissed me directly.
“Sophie, this past month, I missed you a lot.”
As our lips and teeth touchard, his voice was deep but with a hint of hoarseness.
I instinctively wanted to break free, but he held onto my waist.
Don’t let ne nove around.
That kiss was not very deep.
Just like the previous few times, it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable or abrupt,
Instead, there was a sense of joy swelling in my heart, gradually squeezing until I couldn’t breathe.
There was a small silver key in my heart, stirring a glass of honey water with crushed ice.
Sweetness overllowed, spreading out like ripples.
My hand tightly grasped his sleeve, but I don’t know when.
Deep and shallow wrinkles were identified.
Darrell didn’t stop that kiss until the water came over
My face was hot and flashed. It must have turned red.
But in my Interactions with Darrell afterward, I no longer had the shyness and nervousness 1 had before. Chapter 13
Even once, after drinking a little red wine, I had the courage to make a joke at his expense,
“Darrell, I felt comfortable and at ease being with you.
“How do you say?”
1 propped my chin with one hand and looked at him for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.
“It’s just… when I was with you, it felt like being in front of my uncles.”
“It’s especially relaxing, especially comfortable, and it feels like I’m still a little kid.”
Darrell raised an eyebrow, “You were always a child.”
“Sophia, at your age, you should have been carefree and unrestricted”
He said, and then he touched the top of my head, “In the future, just continue being a child.”
“At least, when you were in front of me, you could always be like this.
“Why?”
I looked at him somewhat bewilderedly and asked the question again.
Why me?
Why did you want to get engaged to me?
Why did you have to be good to me?
After my mother passed away, I understood the truth.
Many people in this world prioritize their own interests.
No matter what I did, my first consideration was always whether it was beneficial to me.
But I carefully calculated it in my heart.
Apart from the inheritance left by my mother.
There was nothing on me worth plotting against by others.
And this inheritance, for Darrell, was simply not worth mentioning
“Sophia”
“When we got married, I would tell you.”
Darrell kissed my forehead and helped me put on the scarf.
“Sophia, you were drunk, we should go home now.”
“Okay, Darrell, let’s go home…“
