The Day He Matured

When the little party was about to end, I went upstairs and prepared Hellen’s room as Mrs. Alina told me, then went back down to clean up.

Hellen was drunk, so Mrs. Alina and Brian had to carry her to the bedroom. The ground floor quickly became quiet, only my sighs and the sound of dishes lightly touching each other.

After I finished my work, I returned to my comfortable bed, covered myself with blankets, and closed my eyes.

However, I only closed my eyes for a moment when the message tone sounded. Brian asked me to bring him a glass of warm water.

I know it’s an excuse, he can go down to the kitchen and get some water.

Honestly, I don’t want to see him right now because there is another person in the house, if we are careless, we will be discovered immediately.

When he’s near me, if he doesn’t hug me, he will kiss me, if he doesn’t kiss me, he will stroke my hair, if he doesn’t stroke my hair, he will look at me and say sweet words.

Therefore, if someone accidentally sees those moments, it is very easy for them to recognize this relationship.

Thinking about it over and over, I texted Brian, saying that I was a bit tired, couldn’t climb the stairs, afraid of falling, and told him to go down to the kitchen and drink water by himself.

And after more than five minutes, I didn’t get a reply from him so I went upstairs. In my mind suddenly appeared the image of him sitting and staring at the phone screen, frowning, trembling.

“Hellen, be careful.”

The warm voice of the man coming from the study made me stop. I almost dropped the glass of water in my hand.

What’s happening? Did he ask me to come up here because he wanted me to see him and Hellen cuddling? I thought that Hellen was drunk and asleep.

If I haven’t accepted to be his girlfriend, I’ll leave, no matter what happened between them. However, now that he is my boyfriend, I can’t help but care.

Gathering up my courage, I stepped forward and peeked.

Beside the desk, the two of them were standing hugging each other.

My hand gripped the glass tightly, and the warm water in the glass splashed out, wetting my hand and dripping onto the floor.

My heart involuntarily throbbed as if it had been pricked by many needles.

Did you betray me, Brian?

“Brian, I know you still care about me.”

After Hellen finished speaking, she gradually widened the distance with Brian.

I was stunned when I saw her hug Brian’s neck and tiptoe, I guess in a few seconds, I would turn to stone when I watched them kiss.

Tears welled up in my eyes and my vision blurred, I couldn’t see what was going on anymore, I just knew that I should leave.

Unfortunately, when I turned my back, Brian’s voice suddenly rang. He called my name, just two words “Bella”.

I pursed my lips, trying to force the tears to flow, then dried my face and turned back to look into the room.

At this moment, Hellen is still leaning on Brian but her eyes were on me as if I’m a troublemaker.

“Can you help me take Hellen back to her room? She’s too drunk.” Brian continued to speak.

I smiled wryly, entered the room, put the glass of warm water on the table, and grabbed Hellen. I didn’t look at Brian but carefully led her down to the second floor.

And then, what happened next made my eyes widen because I was so surprised. Turns out, Hellen wasn’t drunk.

That’s right, if she was so drunk that she needed someone else’s help, how could she go all the way to the third floor by herself?

“Bella, you are not observant at all, you ruined the sweet moment between me and your boss.” Hellen pushed me away, her face showing an annoyed expression.

“Because… because he told me to bring him a glass of warm water. I didn’t know you were there.” I explained in a low voice.

“Yes, most of the observant people are high-class people, I should also sympathize with you. Nevermind.”

When Hellen finished speaking, she strode quickly, leaving me alone in the middle of the dark and light corridors.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

What did she just say? Does she mean I’m at the bottom of society, not subtle?

Oh my gosh, I really want to pat my chest and respectfully introduce to the supermodel that I’m the one who has been pursued by a six-star guy like Brian for the past two years.

If this were my house, I would walk and stomp on the floor to satisfy my anger, but this is where I earn money and pay debts.

I also did not go up to Brian’s room or call or text him to question him. After returning to my room, I locked the door and curled up in the blanket.

Every time there is an external factor affecting me, my trust in him is shaken like a baby tooth about to fall.

Thinking about the scene just now, I became frustrated, so as soon as I saw the screen showing an incoming call from Brian, I immediately turned off the phone.

I guess he would explain this and that. For the time being, I don’t want to listen, I’m afraid the blood will rush to my brain and I will have a stroke, be paralyzed and sit in one place, have to hold a torn conical hat, sit at the foot of the bridge, and become a beggar.

Imagining his scowling face, I was very happy, slowly falling asleep. In my dream, I saw someone pulling my blanket, so I tried to pull it back. After struggling for a while, I was so tired that I woke up.

The tall figure and the angry face of the opposite person made me almost scream.

Brian has magic, right? Which way did he get in here? Did he cut the wall? Or chisel the wall?

“You… you… why are you here?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“I miss you. You seem to be sleeping very well, you don’t know how impatient I am.”

Brian said as he stooped down. His knees rested on the bed and slowly crawled towards me.

I shivered like I had malaria and tried to back away but I was quickly blocked by the wall behind me.

Right now I really want to ask him how the spell he used to penetrate into my room read. Is it “sesame seed, open the door”?

God, in the past, when I watched movies and read stories, if there was this scene, I would feel very romantic, very excited, and really want to become the female lead to feel that feeling. But now, I don’t want anymore. I know the pain of the female lead already, I’m scared to death.

“Bella, are you avoiding me?” Brian scowled at me and asked sternly.

Is this guy crazy? He tried suddenly appearing in Hellen’s room and crawling into her bed, and he would know the results immediately. I bet she would freak out and give him a kick, not like me.

“Brian, you scared the hell out of me.” I replied in a low voice.

He stopped moving forward but stepped back. However, he was still sitting on the bed and staring at me for a long time.

In this not-so-bright space, I found him very handsome, like a young man sculpted by the hands of some talented artist.

“Come here, I’ll hug you.”

I was looking at the handsome man passionately when suddenly I was asked to hug by the handsome man, so I quickly rushed into his lap.

And then, before I could open my mouth to question the matter just now, he gently explained.

Turns out, when he had just sent me a message and was reviewing the unfinished documents, Hellen suddenly appeared and mentioned the old story.

“I said I was done with work, I wanted to go to sleep. When I stood up she staggered and fell on my lap. After that, as you have seen.”

“Why do you explain to me? I did not say anything.” I puffed up my cheeks and said.

“You’re jealous, but you’re pretending to ignore me. Bella, if the next time you see me about to be molested by others but dare to leave me, I will not forgive you. I will kiss you until you cry.”

Brian’s big hand mercilessly pinched my cheek. My cheeks are not dumpling cheeks, there is not much meat, so when he pinched me, it hurt a lot.

But I was very happy, he took the initiative to come in and explain to me. Maybe Hellen just thought that I was flirting with Brian, so she said preemptively to me, but if she knew that he and I were dating, she wouldn’t dare say it. She’ll probably be afraid I’ll tell him.

“Brian, we haven’t taken any pictures together.” I rubbed my head wildly in his lap, making a whiny voice.

“Rest assured, we will take a lot of photos together in the future, wedding photos, when you are pregnant month by month, when the baby is a month old, when the baby is a year old, and the wedding anniversary, a lot.”

I mean right now, I want to have a picture with him while we’re dating. What did he say that was so far away?

If next week, next month is my wedding with him, I won’t complain, but…

“I want to take a picture with you right now.” I pulled out of his arms, rolled my eyes, and raised my voice.

“Okay, let’s take a picture now. Come on, if you want to take pictures while we are in bed, hot photos, cold photos, or whatever, I’ll pamper you all.”

Brian’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled out his smartphone from his pocket.

What is this pervert thinking? Does he think I’m as perverted as he is?

What the hell is that picture of the two of us in bed, hot photo, cold photo? I want a normal photo, a little bit of love, a little bit of intimacy, a little bit of romance.

“I want a decent picture, the main character is wearing clothes.” I growled.

“I get it, I’m just teasing you a little, who told you to ignore me and turn off the phone?”

“But how did you get in here?” I suddenly remembered something important, and hastily asked.

“Spare key.”

Ah, I forgot, I thought there was a conspiracy theory. Even if I’m smart, when I’m with someone with a higher IQ, I’ll also become stupid, pathetically stupid.

Next, Brian inched closer to me, in a face-to-face position, he placed a kiss on my forehead and an extremely romantic photo appeared. There is warmth, enough affection, enough intimacy.

“Bella, I love you.” He kissed me lightly on the lips before going back to his room.