My Fair Stunner novel (Faye and Colin) novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166 I Want to Be in Love With You

What one can complain about wasn't real grievances.

If no one cares about his grievances, he even has no right to speak out.

Over the years, she has been bullied since her school days, whether she was in the Farrells, or she entered society.

She wasn't born with an aloof disposition, but what she suffered made her who she was today little by little.

After Colin's words fell, Faye was silent for a long time.

Colin felt she was silent and didn't continue to ask her.

The two kept silent for a while across the phone. Faye heard a rustling sound coming from the other end of the phone.

Faye slowly started to talk, "What are you doing?"

Colin said in a husky voice, "Getting dressed."

Her heart leaped up. She seemed to know but still asked, "Are you going out at night?"

Colin's voice was indifferent. "Uh-huh."

Hearing his words, Faye thought she took this wrong and touched the window glass with her fingertips. "Colin."

Colin paused a moment when he was getting dressed on the other end of the phone. "Huh?"

"Did your mother scold you hard when you were a kid?"

Colin was startled and realized what had happened to her. He speeded up getting dressed as he coughed as a response. "Yes. She often scolded me severely."

Faye laughed. "So did my mother."

Colin opened the door of the office and ran out. Thinking of that situation when she fell ill, he became serious but he tried to say in a calm voice, "Why did you want to ask me this?"

Faye signed and continued to say as if she didn't hear Colin's inquiry, "But my mother is different from your mother. Before my father didn't have an affair, she loved me very much. She bought me my favorite candy, and she also knit a scarf for me herself..."

Fave spoke calmly, but Colin could feel that she actually tried to find some traces of being loved from her memories.

Maybe it was on the phone, so Faye said a lot without scruples.

When she was tired and stopped, Colin asked, "Auntie, are they all asleep?"

"Yes."

"Well." Colin asked again, "Do you want to have a night snack?"

Faye was stunned. "Where are you?"

Colin answered, "I'll get home in about five minutes. If you want to have a night snack, you can get dressed now. If not, I'll go home directly."

Colin's words fell, and Faye pursed her mouth and said nothing.

Faye didn't know how to express her mood. It seemed that a pool of stagnant water was suddenly set off waves.

Without getting a reply from Faye, Colin understood. "Have a barbecue?"

Faye clutched her phone. "Sounds great."

Colin said in a deep voice, "Go downstairs."

Faye was going downstairs in a down jacket, while Colin was standing and smoking in the cold wind, who wore a suit and looked charming but flimsy.

Seeing Faye, Colin pinched out the cigarette and strode forward.

Their gazes met. Colin helped Faye tighten a little the neckline of the down jacket and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Why didn't you wear a scarf?"

Faye looked up at him. "And you?"

However, one who has the same experience instantly thought of that kind of feeling, which he has never gotten any attention since childhood and has been self-denial all the time since the beginning of his memory. Such a person, he will never say, "It's OK. It's all over."

Because he knows it's not over.

It's not over forever.

After Colin finished, Faye said nothing, picked up his glass, and drank most in one go.

Colin glanced at her for a moment and suddenly grinned. "Aren't you a clean freak?"

Faye paused a moment and looked back at Colin. "We have kissed many times. What's wrong with sharing a glass?"

Colin looked down with a smile in his eyes. "Nothing, that's good."

After the barbecue, the two were tacit and understood each other better.

Colin didn't ask those things that Faye said on the phone, and Faye didn't ask Colin why he came back tonight.

Replete, the two walked towards the Fennth Community.

Colin kneaded Faye's fingers and pretended to ask casually, "What kind of mental illness can make a person so sensitive that he can't believe in love anymore?"

Hearing this, Faye stopped and looked at Colin.

Colin helped Faye fix the hair on her cheeks. "It was just a thought. Never mind about that."

It was very late, and Colin's eyes were so charming.

Faye pressed her lips together with obvious caution in her eyes.

Colin looked down at her for a while, suddenly took her in his arms, and said with a helpless and worried tone, "Faye, I know that you don't believe in love, but what can I do? I really want to be in love with you."