I frowned, feeling uncomfortable by his smothering hug, "Release me."
In this weird atmosphere, looking at him in the eye, I couldn’t help but blinked a few times.
And this became a fuse.
Dennis then pressed his lips on mine.
I was not prepared.
I stared at him astonishingly when I almost couldn’t breathe. He seemed to enjoy my expression and let me go for a moment. "won’t you have sex with me?"
"Dennis, no."
No sex for four years may be a torment for normal people, but it was a relief for me.
In the last four years, I had cured all my sorrows, but only my physical defects couldn’t be cured by myself.
……
When I woke up the next day, Dennis, who should’ve been gone as usual, was lying beside me with his eyes closed.
The man slept soundly. I turned over and looked at his face. Suddenly, I had a feeling that time flied too fast.
As if the past seven years had passed in a blink.
Having gone through all those miseries, I would be able to live in peace and happiness in the future, right?
But I was still anxious.
Lost in my thought, I failed to notice that Dennis was awake.
He looked at me, with a smile on his handsome face, “hungry?”
I shook my head, “no.”
He pulled into his arms, “you have been losing weight these days. You should have regular meals.”
I smiled, “I’ve actually gained weight.” I felt safe in his arms.
The breakfast was simple. Tony served porridge, which tasted good.
But I didn’t have much because I felt bad in stomach.
I pretended as if I were okay until Dennis went out. Then I went to the bathroom and threw up everything I ate.
There were still several reporters outside. As my connections with Hank and Dennis were made public, I already became a slut in the newspaper.
I avoided noticing the news otherwise I might be broken mentally.
But everyone knew it. I couldn’t show myself in P University anymore so I stayed in the house, studying.
A few days passed. Those paparazzi gained nothing so that they left.
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