Chapter 312 The Illusion of Being Caught in an Affair
I was a bit uncomfortable being so close to him, so I took a slight step back, straightened up and looked at him, saying, “Thank you.”
Then she raised her hand to wipe, seeing this, he gave a faint smile. There was no trace of anything else in his eyes, he said, “I’ve already wiped it for you just now, go back quickly, it’s late.”
After speaking, he waved slightly, then instructed the driver to drive away
I was a bit ballled by his actions, thinking there was indeed something on my face. I casually wiped it off and turned around to enter the yard without giving it much thought.
However, I had only taken a few steps when I stopped.
Not far from the yard, under the dim street lamp, next to the black Bugatti, the man’s slender figure stood by the car. Not far away, I could, almost clearly see the man’s face with a low and restrained expression, mixed with anger and helplessness.
Our eyes met, and for a moment, I was dazed and at a loss, feeling the awkwardness and panic of being caught in an affair.
But it only took a few seconds for me to realize, I had already divorced Walter, and now I was a person who didn’t want to do anything.
Suppressing the emotions in my heart, I looked at the man not far away and slightly opened my mouth, “You… were looking for me?”
The man remained silent for a long time before he finally spoke, his voice hoarse and low, “Are you two together?”
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Us?
Realizing that he was referring to Daniel and me, I subconsciously furrowed my brows, opened my mouth to explain, but when the words reached my l*ps, I felt my explanation was unnecessary. I changed the subject, “Do you need something?”
He pursed his l*ps, remaining silent and unspoken for a long time.
Seeing him silent, I turned to leave. But before I could take a few steps, he grabbed my wrist. Then came his restrained voice, “What should I do?”
I froze, turning my head in confusion to look at him. I met his slightly reddened eyes and for a moment, my heart stopped. A strange sourness welled up in my chest. I took a breath, helplessly saying, “Walter, we…uh!”
The k*ss came so suddenly that I was caught off guard. I felt my breath being taken away in an instant. As I stood there, stunned, he gently traced my l*ps with his. When I tried to push him away, I found my waist tightly encircled by his arms, and soon, I was almost completely enveloped in his embrace.
Everything happened too quickly, I was k*ssed until I was dizzy and disoriented, my mind was blank, I just felt like I was being swallowed by someone.
After a while, having regained my senses, I suddenly pushed the man in front of me away.
“Slap!” After the shock and hesitation, there was an uncontrollable anger. When I slapped, my mind was full of anger.
Glaring at him, I was so angry that my ch*st hurt. How could someone be like this?
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He was slapped, merely touching his aching cheek with the tip of his tongue. Then he looked up at me, his black eyes deeper than the night. Our eyes met, I didn’t speak, and he remained silent.
They just silently consumed each other’s emotions, whether it was anger or resentment.
After a long silence, I was the first to speak, my voice hoarse and dry, “Walter, I don’t want our relationship to end up with us despising each other.”
He pursed his thin l*ps, staring at me intently, not uttering a word. After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, “Tabatha, don’t fall in love with anyone else.”
For a moment, I felt as if I had been electrocuted. My arms were numb, there was a bitter taste in my heart, and my throat was so dry and hoarse that I could hardly speak.
After all, he was someone I had feelings for. I couldn’t remain indifferent towards him, nor could I bring myself to say those heartless words to him without any consideration for his feelings.
Suppressing the congestion in my heart, I took a slight breath and said, “My love is not so cheap, I can’t just give it to anyone I meet.”
His brow furrowed slightly, his deep, night-like black eyes fixed on me for a long time before he finally spoke in a hoarse, restrained voice, “That’s good.”
“Tabatha.” A voice suddenly sounded, coming from the yard.
I turned around and saw it was Alexander. He had his hands in his pockets, leaning against a Roman column at an angle, watching us from a distance. His demeanor was utterly that of a spectator.
Seeing him, I frowned. How long had this man been watching here?
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Suppressing the dissatisfaction in my heart, I looked at Walter and spoke calmly, “It’s getting late, you should rest carly.”
Then, without looking back, he turned and entered the yard.
Alexander was very relaxed. Seeing me come in, he said with a face of amusement, “Did I interrupt your good time?”
I gave him a glance, didn’t say a word, and went straight into the hall.
The noisy voice of Alexander came from behind, “Is this what you call a lingering connection? Or is it rekindling old feelings? Or is it that you can’t cut off the entanglement? Or is it…”
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