Chapter 225: You Kiss
Yancy got this raw energy that Benjamin just didn't have.
And all those years at the Northern Institute of the Arts, Benjamin never said anything like that around us.
For a regular girl, no amount of money can beat being recognized and appreciated in front of others.
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because I'll love her deeply and be totally committed for the rest of my life. Isn't that enough? And Jane, actions speak louder than words, right? Promises are just hot air; they don't mean squat. I've never seen anyone really get punished for breaking one. If Mia gives me a shot, I'll make sure she's happy every single day."
Yancy's eyes were all sincere as he said this.
For a guy from a rich family, having such a clear gaze was rare; it showed he had a pure heart.
He patted the pillow again, lay down all excited, and even took a selfie. He quickly posted it with the caption, "Journey of Love," followed by an emoji of a chubby kid with a turban, playful yet sincere, kinda cute.
I wondered how Mia would feel when she saw it. And I wondered when she'd finally let go of the past and notice the adorable Yancy right beside her.
Maybe it was his simplicity that made me believe he could give Mia a lifetime of stability.
Lying in bed, I thought maybe Yancy really could be Mia's Mr. Right.
After several days of chaos, I was beat. I played with my phone for a bit until I got super sleepy. I tossed my phone aside and started drifting off. Just as I was about to fall asleep, the phone rang.
I was so annoyed, thinking who the heck calls in the middle of the night?
I pulled the blanket over my face, too lazy to find my phone, thinking it would stop ringing if I ignored it. But the caller was persistent, calling again as soon as it auto-hung up. The ringing totally killed my sleepiness.
By the fourth call, I angrily grabbed my phone, answered it, and yelled, "Who is it? Calling in the middle of the night, are you nuts?"
Only after yelling did I realize it was a video call. On the screen, Brad's face was dark, his expression super serious, with this aura of gloom and coldness. It was kinda scary.
Was he calling just to find me? Thinking of that new post, I sneered inwardly. Hmph, that post was meant for you. Who told you to hug Jenny?
It's not that I'm petty or overly jealous, but seeing the guy I love hugging another woman, I couldn't stay rational.
His excuse was that Jenny saved his life, but only they knew the truth. As Brad's official girlfriend, I had the right to know the truth. Until the truth was fully revealed, I also had the right to make a fuss, right?
And my good sleep was disturbed. I was considering whether to extend his probation to punish him for his inappropriate behavior.
But Brad's gaze was too intimidating. I cowardly shrank back but pretended not to care, meeting his eyes and confronting him.
"Don't you have hands?" Brad asked in a gloomy voice.
"Yeah, I do." I boasted, stretching my other hand to the screen.
"Then why don't you peel it yourself?"
"I'm used to others peeling it for me. I can't do it well myself and I'm afraid of getting pricked." I continued to boast.
Wasn't that a dumb question? If someone else is gonna peel it for me, why would I bother? When I was a kid, I got pricked by a shrimp once, and I ain't looking to repeat that. If no one peels it, I'll just swallow it whole and spit out the shell.
"Then don't eat shrimp."
He was being all bossy.
Trying to scare me? Not happening!
"That's not gonna work, I wanna eat it." I put on my best bratty face, wrinkling my nose and pouting, looking away from Brad.
"Who was it?"
"Adam."
"I already told you." Brad rubbed his temples like I was giving him a migraine, "Tell me, what's the fuss about?"
I tucked my empty hand under my armpit, putting on my best pouty face. "Repay a life-saver with your body."
Brad paused for a moment. "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb. Didn't Jenny save your life? She even wrote you a letter back at the Northern Institute of the Arts. Reunited abroad, living together for two whole days, and hugging so tight when coming out."
Brad laughed in exasperation. "You little rascal, so that's why you're mad. I was wondering why you've been acting weird these past two days. She saved me, but I won't marry her because my heart's been yours for ages."
That's the line I was waiting for. I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, but I still pretended to be stubborn. "Who would believe that? Hugging so tight, you didn't even see me standing next to you. Who's heartless now?"
"Alright, it's my bad for being heartless and not noticing you. I know you traveled a long way, through thick and thin, to save me. You were tired and scared, and you suffered. You're the one who truly saved me, and I must marry you. But I have to wait until I get back to marry you. Please behave yourself and wait for me, don't give anyone else a chance, okay?"
I pouted, refusing to agree. Brad's voice became lower and softer, like the strings of a guitar plucked on a moonlit night, intoxicatingly beautiful. "Alright, that day was an accident. If the rescue team had brought a stretcher, I wouldn't have had to carry her. It was just saving a life, nothing to do with feelings. I would have carried anyone, not just Jenny. Are you so angry because you lack confidence in yourself?"
Who was lacking confidence? I was just upset, okay?
"Who likes being angry? It's not good for being angry. I like eating shrimp. Tomorrow I want to eat pan-fried shrimp."
"Okay, baby, you're not angry. But you still can't eat shrimp, at least not until I get back."
Just as I was about to get mad, Brad's gaze turned affectionate, with a barely contained desire in his eyes. "Baby, I really want to kiss you."
I was instantly ensnared by his voice.
Even though I was ready to make a fuss with Brad, his affectionate gaze and seductive voice made it impossible for me to escape.
Brad was too good at seducing me.
I might never escape the web of love he had woven in this lifetime.
Blushing, I was too shy to look at him.
We've kissed countless times, even slept in each other's arms more than once, but when he straightforwardly expressed such a need, I still couldn't handle it. My face felt hot, and my heart raced.
"Kiss me then, I'm right here. Kiss me, kiss me." I mustered up the courage, arrogantly raising my chin.
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