Stand Still, Don’t Run Away, My Little Wife

Say it again.

Danae’s heart flashed through the sour meaning. He knew clearly that she did not dare to say it again, but he had to ask her so.

But this time, she can’t flinch.

“I don’t want to go camping on weekends.”

She didn’t want to and she also can’t do that.

Danae knew very well what it meant to go.

At the dinner party, his attitude was very clear, wasn’t he?

“Danae, don’t you like him?”

He was laughing and asking questions he knew perfectly well, but he smiled so chilling and helpless.

He knew better whether she liked it or not.

“I thought that when you accepted the gift from him, that meant you liked him.”

Gifts.

She suddenly quivered her eyes. Was he still angry about the painting and even punishing her now?

“I didn’t.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

However, he lightly rejected her words, and his warm and cool smile seemed to have condensed into cold ice. Every word he said next severely hurt her－

“The important thing is that he likes you.”

This was enough.

However, she once again realized the feeling of falling into hell from the world.

In a flash, the ice was cold and she was deeply trapped in it. She couldn’t even make my voice out of panic.

Therefore, even if she threw away all her self－esteem to please and cater to him tonight, it would not change－

Was she used by him as a bargain in exchange for benefits?

In that case, her voice hoarse, with crying and urgency：

“Raymond, don’t…”

Shaking her head, she didn’t want to become the same person as Joe. She did not want to become a gift from him.

She was panic, for the first time so at a loss. Her hand tightly grasped his arm and her eyes had tears, shaking his head and sobbing.

Even Raymond could not bear to see her like this.

“What are you crying about?”

His finger brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Raymond was just like this. While giving her fatal pain, he could at the same time give her infinite sinking warmth.

But the people who cannot be read, could be the most terrible person.

“Danae, my heart is going to broke.”

She seldom cried. She cried more when she was a child. As she grew older, she seemed accustomed to using quiet instead of crying.

Broke his heart?

She looked up at him, never knowing that her tears would make him feel distressed.

“Good girl, when you go camping on weekends, you can’t cry like this in front of others.”

The gradually warm heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

But it turned out－

The tears of longing for Danae were just the same in Raymond’s heart.

In the end, nothing could change the reality.

Danae, you knew that he was a ruthless businessman. Why did you just keep trying?

The tears falling down were not worth mentioning at all.

The girl suddenly chuckled, and the smile was very stiff.

She got out of bed, put on her bathrobe again, and jawed him with the attitude of a younger generation. Her voice was bitter but indifferent：

“I got it, Uncle Macaulay.”

She realized something. She overestimated herself after all.

She turned around and left with any motion.

Tonight, nothing happened, just as a dream.

And she had to wake up.

… …

The weekend was still coming, even though Danae did not expect it at all.

Wearing a white plaid skirt and tying up her hair into a ponytail, she was somewhat more flexible and looked no longer as heavy and dull as before.

She saw the people who came to pick her up－

Cyril.

It seemed to be somewhat different from what her thought.