First, I got wind from Ariel that Damon once gave her a wad of cash. I tried to confront Damon face to face, but it was a big flop. Then, I got the proof from Jones.
Plus, I found out that Catherine was pregnant when she kicked the bucket.
Later, when I went to Jones for the proof, I got photographed, and the pics were sent to Damon, which stirred up a row between us.
Was all this really part of Jones’s grand sche? Like setting up Ariel and Damon in a room alone to be misunderstood by others? Was that his doing, too?
I felt like my head was about to split open. In a past life, Jones and I tead up to split Damon and Ariel. Those scenes suddenly popped into my head, playing out like a movie.
My mory and reason told that Jones was indeed the kind of guy who could pull off such a thing. His values and morals were solid when he was on the level, but once he fell into the abyss of love, he beca a different person.
"Woof woof!" Daisy ca dashing down from upstairs and gleefully jumped onto my lap. Picking it up made feel a little less lonely. Amid the chaos in my head, I dozed off on the sofa. The wind and snow were howling outside. The noise from the window kept from sleeping peacefully
About every hour, I would wake up and check the ti. By the ti it was nearly five in the morning.
I hadn’t waited for soone like this in a long ti, and that soone was still Damon. My heart was hanging in midair, waiting for the final outco.
If Damon didn’t co back, then I could pretty much confirm that he had truly given up on . Everything that followed, I would have to face on my own.
Winter mornings ca late. With no lights on, I sat in the dim living room, staring at the front door.
"Click."
A faint sound cut through the wind and snow outside and reached my ears.
My pupils instantly shivered, waiting for the door to be pushed open.
Damon’s figure appeared before , with so lting snowflakes on his head and shoulders.
When he saw sitting on the sofa in the living room, he seed to freeze. He took off his coat, tossed it on the sofa, walked over to , and without warning, pulled into his arms.
His embrace was cold, mixed with the scent of alcohol and cigarettes.
"I’m giving you one chance to explain. No lies." His deep, husky voice echoed above my head, sounding determined yet sowhat self-mocking. "This ti, no matter what you say, I will believe."
I won the bet. In that instant, my heart finally returned to its place. I wrapped my arms around Damon’s waist and softened my yorce, "Damon, this is your fault. Ariel told that you gave her a sum of money for her to go abroad for treatnt. When I confronted you, you denied it, but Jones said he had proof, so I t him. About Catherine being pregnant when she died, he told that, too." I mustered the courage to tell him the whole truth.
Doing this wasn’t a betrayal of Jones because he had turned into soone else first
Damon’s body trembled slightly, his voice full of anger as he asked, "Jones said he had proof?"
"A screenshot. He asked you if you were going to give the money to Ariel, and you replied yes." I answered, pulling away from his embrace and looking up at his angry face.
Damon let go of as well. He seed a bit frustrated, rubbing his brow as if he couldn’t rember this incident.
I waited patiently, occasionally playing with Daisy. It was very well-behaved. Sensing Damon’s displeasure, it voluntarily snuggled into Damon’s arms
Eventually, Damon had no choice but to pick it up, his hand stroking its fluffy head.
In this harmonious atmosphere, Damon rembered the contents of the screenshot
"The conversation actually took place before you insisted on divorcing . I gave Jones so money to pass on to Ariel." Damon’s eyes were cold. "Now he’s using this to deceive you because you didn’t know anything about it then."
"So he deceived . I’m sorry!" My main task now was to soothe Damon, so I wouldn’t say much. I just needed to act according to his wish. Damon easily saw through my distrust and asked, "Really? You don’t need to check the date of my transfer to confirm?"
"No need." I shook my head, "I believe you."
It was true because I knew Jones had changed.
The anger in Damon’s body dissipated a lot imdiately. He put Daisy down, looked at , and said, "I know the only reason you’re appeasing now is to get my help with your father and Joshua. Perhaps once the problem is solved, you’ll leave . So you know what to do to keep at ease."
I was stunned for a few seconds, with mixed emotions, but facing Damon’s sharp gaze, I knew that if I didn’t take the initiative, it would be hard to dispel his doubts.
About Jones, he gave a chance to explain and gave a reasonable answer.
What I should do next was to soothe his current irritable mood.
"I know" I said softly, feeling a slight heat in my cheeks. I closed my eyes, tiptoed, and initiated a kiss on Damon’s lips.
Damon’s lips were a bit cold, very soft. After a few light kisses, I opened my eyes and saw him staring at , desire in his eyes making my heart beat faster
I quickly closed my eyes again. I was about to suggest going to the bedroom upstairs when I felt a bit dizzy and then fell back on the sofa.
"Damon, let’s go to the bedroom! This isn’t appropriate!" Heart racing, I hurriedly suggested.
"No one’s here." Damon’s breath beca a bit heavier. He drank so alcohol and wasn’t in a good mood, so there was no foreplay.
Although the servants didn’t sleep here, I was still very nervous because so of them knew the door code. What if an early-rising servant ca to clean or cook breakfast?
The more anxious I was, the more excited Damon was. In this new environnt, different from the bedroom, we both ended up sweaty.
By the ti we finished, the sky outside was starting to lighten up. Damon bundled up in his jacket and carried to the bathroom on the second floor.
"Damon, aren’t you tired?" I asked.
Before I even had a chance to take a shower in the bathroom, Damon was at it again. I always wondered if he was even human.
"Tired? From this? As if!" Damon scoffed.
I was both exasperated and amused. In the end, I was so knackered I fell asleep right in the bathtub. In my half-asleep state, I felt Damon -lift out and gently towel off my body.
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