Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 438

“Are you telling me the truth, Cillian?”

Cillian looked at Yitty’s hand that was grabbing him. He took it in his and nodded seriously at her. “Yes, I’m telling you the truth. It’s straight from my heart. There’s nothing else I can say if you don’t believe me.”

After all, Yitty did not believe him before as he had used up all of her trust.

Cillian did not ask for her to believe his words. All he knew was that he wanted to tell Yitty about how he really felt. That way, he would have no regrets.

However, it hurt a lot for him to wish her happiness. It hurt so much that his fingers were trembling from it.

“If what you said was true, why are you leaving?”

He smiled bitterly. “Wouldn’t it be awkward between us if I don’t leave the room?”

Yitty gave a long sigh. “If you were telling the truth, you shouldn’t leave the room.”

Cillian was surprised at this. He asked, “Why?”

Could it be…

“Lucy was right. You are a blockhead… Maybe it’s better that I make it clear. Beating about the bush is not my thing. You knew very well how I felt about you, but why did you avoid it time and time again? Haven’t you considered my feelings at all?”

Cillian was ashamed when she heard her words. This was all his fault, but he had already caused her pain. The hurt look on Yitty’s face flustered Cillian.

“I believe what you said, Cillian, but I’d like to take back what I said before. Those words were not what I really felt. How I feel about you is… exactly like what you said about me as well. I’ll be unhappy if you are. When you’re in a good mood, so am I.

They kissed sincerely and passionately. Unlike the accidental kiss on the couch, they started kissing gently which eventually turned passionate. The cold atmosphere in the room was soon replaced with a sensual energy that heated up the room.

…

The night was calm as still water.

After Lucy was done seeing off the last batch of customers, she finally remembered Cillian and Yitty were still upstairs.

Matthew had been at Lucy’s side the entire night. He was thinking about Cillian being upstairs. His advice must have worked on Cillian, and they were probably enjoying a sweet moment together upstairs. “Do you want to go upstairs to have a look, wifey?”

Lucy pulled him back by the hand. “Why can’t you be smart enough? They must be having an intimate time upstairs. What are we supposed to go up there for? Be their third wheel?”