My wrist hurt because of his grip. His face remained sulky, “We are the same type. Clara, you can never deny that Dennis no more loves you! And you know that well.”
He then gazed at my belly, saying in a horrible cold voice, “The baby isn’t as nice as you have expected. As for Diana, you know that she will leave one day. So you are the same just like me, alone and desolate. Since then, why don’t you spend the rest of your life with me? I can offer whatever you ask for. We can live together like a family just like before, dwelling in a house in our hometown. Don’t you deem it a good idea?”
My wrist hurt even more. I frowned and struggled to pull my hand off. But I failed. I raised up my head to stare at him with a sense of sympathy, “Leo, there are so many people in the world whom you can ask for to stay by your side for the rest of your life. But stop pestering me, okay?”
He sneered, looking painful, “You don’t know me!”
But actually I did. As an isolated guy living in darkness, he would never learn to seize any hope to get himself out. He clung to me not because of love. Instead, he deemed that no matter how hateful he turned to be, I would still accept him just like my grandma, who would always spare him a home at that time.
He only found his heart strayed and desolate.
Suddenly, I felt something chill. I turned around and saw Dennis standing at the gate, looking at us with his horrible eyes.
I drew back my hand and kept a distance from Leo out of instinct. I knew perhaps it made no sense because Dennis might not even care.
But it had been part of my instinct, which I could do nothing to change.
I said to Leo, “Go back home! I’ll take you to grandma’s grave. If you miss her, go for a visit.”
I paused and looked at him, who still remained a cold, proud but desolate expression.
“Leo, what has gone is gone. Life still goes on. You could find nothing but depression if you keep looking back.”
I had never gone back to the alley where we lived at young age since grandma passed away. From then on, I knew that I was alone in the world.
I strayed like a falling leaf. No matter how hard I struggle in the wind, I would still hit the ground and end up being dumped.
So I turned around to enter the villa without looking back at Leo.
Though it had been half a month since I returned last time, everything here remained unchanged. But there were more flowers in the villa, making it a bit more colorful.
Nanny Daisy looked more haggard. Seeing me entering, she looked at Dennis who was following behind. Then she forced out a smile, “Both of you have been away for half a month. I thought you were going to abandon your home.”
She paused and sighed, “Thanks god, now you both return.”
I seemed to be a bit more impatient because of the hot weather. I didn’t feel like talking much and sleepiness started to linger in my head. So I went to the bedroom after a few seconds of talk to Nanny Daisy.
Dennis followed in. Silent, I got on the bed, closed my eyes and got ready to sleep.
I thought Dennis would say something or simply throw a tantrum. But he still remained unspoken. The atmosphere fell into silence.
A few seconds later, I felt the bed sank down a bit. Then he hugged me into his arms.
Soon, I heard his even breath. After a while, I fell asleep as well.
It was just a nap lasting for about an hour. I woke up and saw Dennis’s charming face as soon as I opened my eyes.
Unmoved, I stared at him still.
I couldn’t help wondering how long it had been since I stared at him like that last time.
He suddenly opened his eyes and we looked at each other. I paused for seconds.
“You have woken up?” he asked. His voice sounded a bit hoarse as he just woke up. He reached out his hand to move the hair scattering on my forehead backward. He simply stared at me.
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