Chapter 136: Kisses
Emma saw me and Brad struggling to move while he was still out cold and looked shocked.
"Helen, what's going on?" Emma asked Helen, ignoring me.
Helen shrugged. "Ask them. I can't speak for the kids."
"The kids? Fine, I'll ask. Hugh, come help get Brad inside. How much did he drink?"
Hugh, half-asleep, came to the door and was stunned by the scene. Under Emma's direction, he helped us with Brad.
Brad, still out of it, clung to me, mumbling, "Jane, please don't go."
We couldn't just block the stairs, so I had to follow them inside.
After a lot of effort, we got Brad onto the bed and covered him with a blanket.
I thought I could leave, but Brad grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go, no matter what I said.
Helen, Emma, and I exchanged helpless looks. They decided to move the sofa over so I could sit and comfort him until he fell into a deeper sleep.
With no other choice, we moved the sofa. Once I was settled, Helen and Emma quietly closed the door.
Brad was dead drunk, and I didn't have my phone, so I just sat there, watching him.
He slept deeply, with slightly raised eyebrows, a straight nose, and lips that occasionally murmured "Jane" softly.
In the quiet night, I watched over him, seeing him dream of me. I liked this peaceful time.
The door quietly opened, and I thought it was Emma. Just as I was about to ask for water, I saw it was Daniel, whom I hadn't seen since the police station.
He looked thinner, with sunken eyes, leaning against the wall by the door, a half-smoked cigarette in his fingers. He took a deep drag and exhaled, smoke swirling around him.
Through the thinning smoke, he quietly watched me, his emotions unreadable.
I nodded, saying nothing, and turned back, maintaining my position.
He had hurt me too much; I couldn't be around him without holding back.
"Hugh and Emma agreed?" he asked, his voice hoarse.
"Yes."
He slowly walked over, standing by the bed, and stared at our clasped hands, then suddenly smiled.
I uneasily looked up, catching a fleeting complex emotion in his eyes.
Brad suddenly woke up, his eyes red. Seeing me beside him, he grinned foolishly. "Baby, kiss."
Kiss? No way.
I couldn't let my first kiss be so strange, especially with a witness. That would be too rash.
My face turned red, and I pinched Brad's hand.
"Sleep well, don't make a fuss, Brad, be good," I coaxed softly, momentarily forgetting there was someone else in the room.
"No, I want a kiss, kiss." He got close to me, pouting his lips, startling me into pushing him back onto the pillow.
"Brad, be good. I don't like the smell of alcohol. Let's kiss when you wake up, okay?"
After a lot of effort, I finally calmed him down. When I thought of Daniel, I realized he had already left.
Through the half-open door, I saw a cigarette ember flickering on the opposite balcony.
I couldn't help but wonder, when did he come back? Where was Zoe? Why did he come back? Why was he so concerned about me and Brad dating? What was he up to?
I thought about it but couldn't figure it out and eventually fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up from the heat. Opening my eyes, I found myself lying on the bed next to Brad, who had changed into pajamas. His hand was around my waist, and I was nestled in his arms.
I sat up, pried his hand off my waist, and gave him a hard punch before running away.
Even though I thought I ran fast enough, I still clearly heard his muffled chuckle.
I had to suspect he wasn't as drunk as he seemed.
Fortunately, Helen was still waiting for me; otherwise, it would have been a disaster.
"Jane, I have something to talk to you about," Helen said.
I sat next to Helen, hugging her and acting spoiled. "I also want to talk to Mom."
"Are you sure about being with Brad?"
"Yes, Mom. Brad treats me very well. I'm happy every day with him. He never makes me cry and treats me like a treasure."
"I watched Daniel and Brad grow up. I used to think Daniel was a good kid too."
I understood Helen's concern. I had thought about this issue too. But people were different. I couldn't lose trust in everyone just because I got hurt once.
Besides, Brad wasn't just anyone. He grew up with me and loved me wholeheartedly. He had no other thoughts but wanted to be with me.
Though there are too many uncertainties in this world, I'm willing to bet my heart on this.
"Mom, Brad is great. During my years at the Northern Institute of the Arts, Brad took care of me in both life and studies for three years, and I don't think he could pretend for so long. Moreover, Brad's career at the Northern Institute of the Arts was going very well, but he never complained about going to National Capital University with me, where he had to start over from scratch.
And Daniel and Zoe, they kept messing with me, and it was always Brad who stood up for me. With Brad around, I wouldn't be scared of anything."
Helen stroked my hair, her eyes full of love. She wanted me to be happy but was also afraid I'd get hurt again.
I was hurt by Daniel's actions before, making me afraid to easily trust anyone from the Pitt family again.
"You've always been sensible since you were little. I trust your judgment. Emma is very supportive of you two, saying that with Brad taking care of you, she doesn't have to feel so guilty anymore. We'll leave the decision to you. We only have one request: protect yourself and tell the family if anything happens. I don't want my precious girl to be heartbroken again and again."
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