The Day He Matured

Chapter 65: Clouds Disappear, Rain Stops, Dreams End



When I woke up, I found myself lying in a white room. The bottle of infusion was dripping into the tube and into the back of my hand.

I’m saved. What about Brian?

Hearing the sound of the door opening, I immediately tried to get up, but my whole body ached as if someone had beaten me with a pestle, I could only move a little and had to return to the previous stiff state.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t move. What do you want to take? I’ll take it for you.” Harold quickly ran to my side and spoke softly.

“Brian, ah, how is the health of the business director?”

“He’s all right. He’s in the next room. Fortunately, he only suffered a laceration of his scalp and a soft tissue injury. The two of you scared the hell out of me. When we got there, I thought I was going to pick up two bodies.”

Harold slowly spoke, then took a cotton ball, soaked it in water, and wiped my lips again and again.

At this point, I realized my lips were dry, maybe the skin on my lips was peeling, no wonder I felt pain.

“Did you leave him there alone?”

I asked because I felt something was wrong. Harold should have taken care of Brian, and he could have asked a nurse or an employee in the company to take care of me.

“Hellen is with Brian, it’s okay. She flew here as soon as she heard the news.”

Why does my heart hurt like this? Why is it so hard for me to breathe? Why am I disappointed?

I already knew the relationship between them. Isn’t that right? I should be happy when I hear that he’s okay.

The love between me and him can never be restored. I shouldn’t be daydreaming too much.

“Mr. Harold, those people who want to kill the director…”

“They were all caught by the police.”

Harold smiled, gently helped me sit up, and then slowly told me the cause of the chase was no different from the action movie I had experienced.

It turned out that when Brian was holding the position of chairman of Sunshine Bank, he had fired a number of employees related to the case of mispricing assets.

And one of those employees is the brother of a man named Henry.

According to Henry’s testimony, after being forced to leave the position of deputy director of the bank, his brother became addicted to alcohol, gambled, and gradually no longer wanted to do decent work. His brother joined a drug trafficking ring and became an addict.

“His brother died from a drug overdose. His parents also fell ill because of this and died not long after. He thinks that Brian is the source of all tragedies in his family.”

Perhaps Harold was also touched by the poor situation of that man’s family, so when he said this, his voice choked and he had to pause for a minute before continuing.

Initially, Henry did not know that AD company was a subsidiary of Hana Group. He and a cousin applied to work at the company for more than a year. Both of them are employees of the Marketing department.

Henry thought that after that tragic accident, Brian must have been seriously injured because of the news about him being blocked by the Hana group only a few hours after the article was published.

He considered it as a punishment from the gods for Brian and felt gloating.

Until the day Brian came to take the position, Henry intended to take revenge on him because Brian was still healthy and unharmed.

And Henry chose this trip as the time to see Brian off to the afterlife.

They are the two most energetic and agile young employees in the Marketing department, so when Henry and Peter volunteered to join the team planning a big game, the union office immediately agreed.

Peter takes on the task of guarding the third station while Henry’s job is only to make secret letters, not to guard the station.

However, Henry prepared for our team a private secret letter. He is also the one who created a path to the fourth station number two by adding arrows, which is also a place only for each of our teams to visit.

“When my team reached the third station, the station guard also disappeared. Because I knew your team started first, I called Erina to ask. When I heard her talk about that strange ordeal, I was surprised so I called the group leader and asked her about it. At the same time, a few people in my team discovered that there were two marked roads. Fortunately, the two of you are not in danger of death.”

Henry’s plan was too meticulous and too terrifying. Henry’s brother made a mistake and was fired by Brian, of course. If Brian did not ask Henry’s brother to compensate him, he was already too kind.

The fact that Henry’s brother became addicted to drugs and fell into the hands of death was his choice. However, Henry blamed others. It’s a tragedy.

“Mr. Harold, when I and the director fell down the slope, I heard the voices of two men, Henry was not there.”

“Yes. One guy was Henry’s childhood friend. He’s a swashbuckler. He was caught by the police.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, nodding my head slightly, smiling wryly in response to his warm smile.

My life has ups and downs, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes lonely, but I can make friends with people like Harold, Richard, and Caily, which is also considered a blessing.

They really care about me and worry about me.

Thank you Brian because in that moment of life and death, he still thought for me. Although he was almost exhausted, he still tried to protect me.

I don’t hate him anymore. I understand he still loves me, his heart still has a place for me, but next to him is Hellen.

And Hellen was the girl his grandfather chose. He and I should have some distance so as not to cause more pain to each other.

After two days, I gradually stabilized my mental and physical health, so Harold took me back to the city.

He did not fly the same flight with Hellen and Brian.

I am a small secretary but I am taken care of by the general director of a large corporation.

“Your home is so cute. Neat and tidy too.” Harold praised the house as soon as he entered.

“Please sit down, let me get you some water.”

Although he nodded, his actions were the opposite, he kept walking to this place to look a little, then looked somewhere else for a bit, and then stopped for a long time before the photo I took ten years ago.

I guess he was surprised. The dark, ugly girl in the photo is me.

“Oh, what is this? Wow, do you know how to cut and sew?” Harold reached out his hand to push the door of the room and shouted, startling me.

“Well, I’m just practicing.”

As fast as lightning, he slipped inside.

I quickly put down the glass of water and ran after him.

I interlaced my hands in confusion as I saw Harold stroking the unfinished dresses hanging from the hanger.

The dresses that I sew are mainly aimed at low-income people, so the fabric I choose is cheap fabric.

“Is the style designed by you?” He asked, eyes still glued to the dress in front of him.

“Yes.”

“You surprised me, multi-talented girl. In the future, whoever becomes your husband will be very lucky. If his clothes are torn, his wife will fix it for him.”

I felt like the blood under my feet was rushing to my face, unspeakably hot.

At this moment, the phone in Harold’s pocket rang. He quickly picked up the phone, said a few sentences, and then hung up.

By the way, he showed me the picture we took together under the starry sky that day and boasted that it had reached five thousand likes.

I didn’t expect him to like virtual life like that.

“You posted that picture without fear that your future girlfriend would be jealous, huh?” I narrowed my eyes, looked at him, and asked softly.

“After two weeks, I will return to the US and get engaged. She doesn’t know how to be jealous. Besides, you and I don’t look like we’re dating.”

“Are you getting engaged?”

Harold’s nod was like a confirmation when he heard my redundant question.

It turned out that he was a flower that already had an owner. I just asked randomly, I didn’t expect that he not only has a girlfriend, but he also has a fiancee. He says he is single which means he is not married.

Oh my god, my liver must be so big that I dare to take pictures with him and then interact enthusiastically on social networks with him.

If his fiancee gets jealous, I’ll die.

“An arranged marriage and no one falls in love with anyone. I don’t know if the relationship between husband and wife will improve in the future, but for now, she and I have agreed not to interfere in each other’s lives. You don’t need to worry.” His voice is getting smaller.

I could feel the sadness and emptiness in his words. Turns out, he did not escape the same fate as Brian. However, he was much more miserable than Brian.

I wonder if Harold has ever fallen in love with anyone. I wonder if he has ever felt the taste of love. Even if it’s just a secret one-sided love like the way I used to love Richard.

“Why are you looking at me with those eyes? Are you pitying me?” He smiled sadly, patting my forehead.

“Are not. I… I just… Ah, yes.”

In the end, I had to tell the truth because I couldn’t come up with any answers.

That’s funny. A salaried, poor and rented house like me feels pity for one of the richest people in the world.

“Right. I feel sorry for myself too. What should I do? I don’t want to upset my grandfather.”

After saying that, Harold left the room. I know he went to the living room for a drink.

When he was out of my sight, I dared to close my eyes to let the tears fall. I feel that he is pitiable. At least Brian has feelings for Hellen but Harold doesn’t have feelings for his fiancee.


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