The Day He Matured

After two more days, Brian came back as he said. After hearing him announce that he had gotten off the plane, I immediately prepared to rush out after opening the gate.

Honestly, I miss him and look forward to seeing him to confirm he’s still healthy.

At exactly ten o’clock at night, the doorbell rang, and I quickly rushed out, unlocking the gate.

However, the car had just passed halfway through the gate when he got out and walked toward me. His eyebrows furrowed, expressing dissatisfaction.

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

“Ah… because you’re back. Here, I give you the house back.” I put the key in his hand, smiled wryly, and replied.

“Go back inside, you haven’t gotten the gift yet. Hurry up. I’ll take you home later.”

Brian put the key back in my hand and told me to lock the gate.

This guy is so troublesome. He thinks he’s my boss even when we’re outside of office hours and outside the company, right?

Give orders. He always gives orders.

I walked at a snail’s pace, so when I arrived in the living room, Brian was already standing there. He gave me a smile full of love and asked me to follow him upstairs.

This is so shady. Couldn’t he stand here and give me that gift? If I go into his room and he locks me up, who will I call to rescue me?

“Why are you still standing there?” His footsteps suddenly stopped on the third step and his voice sounded as if urging me.

“Ah, that gift… you… You can give it to me here. I… my legs are so tired.”

The consequence of making up a reason was that in less than a minute, my whole body was lifted up on Brian’s strong arms.

Too close. I could clearly see the thin layer of sweat on his face. The scent of mint envelops me and makes my heart jump in my chest.

“It’s okay. I will carry you up there.”

My whole body was as stiff as a log. It wasn’t until he put me on the bed that I could move.

“Wait a minute.”

After saying that, he left the room. I know he went down to the ground floor to pull his suitcase up here. Although he carried me, I will not be touched.

If he likes to go up and down, just let him go until he’s exhausted. He doesn’t want simplicity; he wants complexity.

It seems that rich people like to be cumbersome like that.

When I’m done cooking, I’ll put all the food in a bowl and eat it, and Brian is different from me. Even if he is alone, he still has to put all the dishes on the table, this plate, that bowl.

As soon as I saw Brian appear, I immediately stood up.

He smiled, took out a box, and opened it. The delicate bracelet looked more beautiful and sparkling than when he showed it off through his phone screen.

“Give me your hand. I’ll put it on for you.”

I seemed to be hypnotized by Brian and obediently did as he said. This scene is similar to the scene of couples exchanging wedding rings on their big day.

Can I be selfish for this one life? Can I fall into his arms, say I love him, and then accept to see him leave his life of luxury and become a poor, hard-working, and worried person?

The answer is no. That’s really scary. I couldn’t bear to see the halo around him fade because of me.

I don’t want this man to be ruined by a life of hardship and poverty.

“You make me feel like I’m carrying a huge debt.” I withdrew my hand as soon as he finished fastening the clasp of the bracelet.

“Then please help me do one thing.” Brian pointed to the suitcase and said.

This is Brian’s characteristic personality. If he is poor, how can he live with this personality?

For him, everything is paid in cash, using money to solve all problems.

If he doesn’t have money, will he pick jackfruit leaves to serve this hobby of spending money indiscriminately?

I quickly pulled the suitcase closer to the bed and took out Brian’s things.

His clothes are all washed, so I just need to fold them and hang them up. Shoes and socks are placed in the closet. Towels and toothbrushes are brought into the bathroom. And that’s it.

“I’ll go home. Done all.” I put the suitcase in the corner of the closet and said.

“It’s too late, you sleep here one more night, I’ll go to work tomorrow and take you home.”

“No. I want to go home. I can’t sleep well here. That room had been empty for a long time, so I felt a chill.”

“Then sleep in my room. I saw you sleeping very well in my room.”

My eyes almost fell out and I opened my mouth so wide that I could almost stuff an egg in.

What did Brian just say? He saw me sleeping in his room, huh? He used magic to get here at midnight, right? Or maybe he has magic eyes and superpowers.

“Director, when did I sleep in your room? You’re remembering the past, aren’t you?”

“Do you still deny that?”

While speaking, Brian looked intently at the phone. I also looked at his long slender fingers.

And then when he turned the screen towards me, I just wanted the floor to crack and let me fall through.

That person curled up in the blanket is me. I even complimented his scent. I don’t have any self-esteem left.

“You… you are a pervert. Why are you secretly filming me?”

“This is my room, it’s normal for me to install a camera. I didn’t know you missed my warmth so much.”

I feel like a stream of tears is flowing in my heart. I can’t cry, but I can’t laugh either.

I want to sign out of this room. No, leave this house. If possible, I would like to fly out of Earth.

No, I can’t let Brian spin me like a cricket. I have to delete that recording at all costs.

After a few seconds of thinking, I rushed over to Brian, trying to grab the phone. However, this man was quite flexible, so he quickly dodged, causing me to lose momentum and my whole body to fall freely in space.

In a very quick moment, Brian reached out his hand to catch me. But as a result, we both fell down on the bed.

Our faces are so close that I can feel his warm breath on my skin. Very warm, very fragrant, and very ticklish.

This position of boy on top and girl on bottom makes my blood heat up and my heart pound.

But what is Brian planning to do? Why did he lean his face closer to me? Is he going to kiss me?

Please don’t kiss me. My heart seemed like it wanted to tear my chest apart to get out. I’m going to die of a heart attack.

By this time, my face was probably pleated and my eyes were probably as small as a horizontal pencil line.

“What are you waiting for, my dear?”

He withdrew his arm from me and sat aside.

I also quickly got up and hurriedly ran away without saying a word.

Going down to the living room, I immediately slung my backpack over my shoulder and took the key to open the gate.

Seeing his figure looming behind the potted plants, I quickly rushed out, leaving behind his calls and running as fast as I could.

Luckily for me, when I reached the end of the street, I caught a taxi that had just dropped off a passenger.

When I returned to my lonely home, I was almost exhausted, my limbs were still shaking. Tomorrow, I will definitely use an excuse to go out and meet a client to avoid him.

I will go to meet customers every day. If there are no customers, I will sit at the coffee shop and look for customers. I will not return to the company. I only showed up there during timekeeping hours.

A short night passed, and a new day came. I quickly got out of bed and prepared to go to the company.

The bus slowed down and then stopped. I quickly got on the bus and sat in the seat near the door.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mr. Harold.” I quickly approached Harold and bowed when I saw him come out of the company gate.

“Hello. Why do you go to work so early? Have you had breakfast?”

“I don’t want to eat.”

“Skipping meals is not good. Come eat with me, there’s still half an hour until work time.”

While speaking, he grabbed my hand and pulled me away.

We waited for the truck to pass, then crossed the street together and went to the noodle shop opposite the company.

Actually, because I intended to avoid Brian, I didn’t eat early. I planned to go to the coffee shop to meet a customer and order food and drinks to sit for a long time. If I sit in a coffee shop for a long time and only drink coffee, the owner of the cafe will be annoyed.

Since I received a few bottles of intravenous fluids, I have eaten a lot. I lied when I said I didn’t want to eat.

“Try to eat a lot, Bella. If a woman is too skinny, she won’t be beautiful, she needs to be a little chubby.” Harold gave me chopsticks and smiled brightly.

“Yes.”

After eating, there were still fifteen minutes left, so we continued to sit, sipping iced tea and watching the street gradually get busier.

Harold said that after four days, he would return to the US to prepare for the engagement ceremony.

“Are you coming back here?” I asked softly.

“I will definitely come back, but maybe after a long time. I’ll be back when my grandpa gives me a mission. For now, my work here is done.”

“Oh yes. It’s a job at the representative branch here.”