Having a headache, remembering his most painful things, Brian could not control his mood and his
tone was angry mixed with resentment.
He continued.
“I don't want to care that. I want to forget everything, but I can't. I can't get my mother's death out of my
head. I hate him as much as I hate that woman. If she had not been sheltered by her family and
allowed my mother to scold her or beat her to vent my mother’s rage, my mother would not jump off the
building."
Until now Winnie did not know that he was deeply resentful. He hated not only his father and the
woman, but also the woman's family had become sinners in his heart.
Winnie remained silent. She just reached out her hand and took Brian's arm and made him lie down
again. She continued to massage him.
“Now I don't know what to advise you. If you find your hate better, you can continue to do so.”
Winnie had nothing to say, Brian's hatred was too deep like Penny. She would fail to persuade him.
"I don't want to hate. They made me. Why didn't they think about my sister and me and why did they
hurt us?"
"My sister and I were not at fault, so why should we suffer?"
"......"
Brian seemed to be struggling, with his voice getting weaker and weaker, until Winnie heard the sound
of well-balanced breathing.
Winnie knew that Brian's head was not so painful, and he would go to sleep with the exhaustion of
torture.
"Brian, don't you feel familiar with what you just said? Don't you fear the children will ask you the same
question when they grow up?"
Winnie spoke in a very low voice. She wanted Brian to hear her, but she was afraid he would hear her.
She had said that to Brian, but she did not know whether he took it to heart.
Winnie looked at the face that she missed every day. Winnie suddenly felt that she also had a lot of
people to hate, but in her life hate was the most insignificant thing, she would not let hate affect her life.
Winnie's legs went numb. She leaned out to get a pillow. Then she let Brian lie down on the pillow and
got up.
After standing by the bed for a while, she turned off the bedroom light, leaving only a dim bedside lamp.
She went to the window and drew the curtain again. When there was only a crack left, she stopped and
stood looking out.
In the past, when she was pregnant here, every time Brian left her, she would stand here and look at
his tall and straight back through the gap of the curtain.
Now finally she saw all of him, but her heart was hurt.
Nothing had changed, not even the curtains, but her mood was completely different.
After drawing the curtain, Winnie walked over to the bed and sat down next to Brian, feeling that she
could not get enough of that cold face.
But he was not hers. Nostalgia would only make herself hurt deeper.
Brian finally said what was in her heart, but Winnie felt she could not help at all. Promising Stella to
help make up the relationship between Brian and Rufus, it seemed to be an impossible thing.
Perhaps Brian would listen to Wendy's persuasion, after all, she was the person he loved.
Reminding of Wendy, Winnie felt upset. No matter Wendy had come here or not, this was her man's
place.
Thinking of this, Winnie got up. Her task had been completed and she should leave.
She gently opened the drawer, looking for a car key, but she found none.
Without a car, the only way she could leave there was to walk down the hill.
Winnie glanced back at Brian before opening the door and leaving the bedroom.
She came to the courtyard out of the villa. As the cold wind was blowing, Winnie found herself wearing
very little, but if she went back for clothes, she would wake Brian.
Finally she decided to walk down the mountain, and it would not be cold after waking for a while.
But just as she was moving forward, Brian suddenly pushed the door open and came out.
"Winnie..."
A roar of anger stopped Winnie. As she turned to speak, Brian rushed over and tightly embraced her in
the arms.
"Are you crazy, it's so late and it's so cold. You've just recovered. Do you want to go back to the
hospital?"
Brian questioned angrily, but only he knew that he was worried about Winnie.
When he wanted to hold Winnie's hand in his deep sleep, he was disappointed that he did not touch
her soft hand and immediately got up.
Winnie was not in the bathroom or the dressing room, Brian knew she must have left, so he pulled
open the curtains and looked out. Fortunately, Winnie had not left the yard.
His heart was like finding his home as he saw Winnie.
"It's time that I should go home. You're right now, I..."
Winnie was still in his warm arms. In the cold wind, his arms were like a warm quilt so and she did not
want to leave.
"I still have a headache."
Brian had no reason to keep Winnie stay, so he could only say so.
"Go back with me, Kevin will take care of your family."
Brian did not let go of Winnie, but directly picked her up and turned back to the house.
"You..."
Winnie was speechless. He did not seem to have a headache.
"Let me down. I'll go by myself."
As Winnie spoke, Brian was already walking up the stairs.
“If I let you down, you'll walk out of here. You silly woman, do you know how dangerous it is to go down
here?”
Brian thought of the fact that Winnie fainted that day. If there was one around her, she was really dead.
"I couldn't find the car keys, and I..."
Winnie tried to explain, but Brian didn't give her the chance.
"So you are going to walk down? Who gave you such stubborn courage?"
Then Brian kicked open the bedroom door with his feet and put Winnie on the bed. He helped Winnie
to cover the quilt.
"No going back tonight. You're going to sleep here."
Brian said in a domineering manner and he himself got into the quilt and lied down.
"I... I can sleep here, but you sleep in another room."
Winnie's heart began to beat violently at the moment Brian lay down. If Brian did not leave, her frantic
heart would not stop and could not fall asleep.
"No, I'll be here."
Brian answered.
Then, more surprisingly, he put his arms around Winnie.
"You..."
Winnie stretched out her hand to push Brian, trying to let him stay away from her, but her mouth was
sealed by Brian.
Winnie protested, but it seemed to have little effect.
Her heart at the moment was tangled with all kinds of complexity.
She and Brian could not do that again. It was immoral and would be judged.
Brian was not steadfast when he kissed her. He knew that it would make Winnie sad, he knew that
there was Wendy, but he had missed Winnie for a long time. He missed her lips, her body, and her
body fragrance.
He failed to control his desire, and he should have stopped right away. But he couldn't let go of her, and
tried to leave all the thoughts behind.
The kiss was more passionate, more uncontrollable. He could not remember how many times it had
been between them, but the passion was still there, the love was still there.
The kiss finally stopped before Winnie suffocated. Both of them were breathing heavily. Brian's lips
were still touching Winnie's forehead, and Winnie could feel his breath clearly.
"We can't do this, and you..."
Before Winnie could finish her words, she was interrupted.
"Winwin, I miss you, I want you."
Brian thought for a long time, and never forgot the feeling of having Winnie. On the contrary, he got sick
tired of Wendy's touch.
"I...You know I love you. It's hard for me to forget you if you do this. Brian, do be frivolous because I
love you. You've got Wendy, I'm a whim to you, I..."
Winnie felt wronged. Brian did not care about her because she loved him.
She regretted now that she had revealed her heart to him.
"Not a whim, I'm serious. Winwin, I've been treating Wendy with respect since she came back. I've
never touched a woman."
“I'm not interested in any woman but you.”
Brian could not directly say his love to Winnie, but his heart was always here.
He tightly embraced Winnie, his lips still touching her forehead. He could clearly feel Winnie's fierce
heartbeat, which was the feeling he wanted.
Winnie raised her head in disbelief to see if Brian was telling the truth.
But when she looked up, Brian could not help kissing her again.
This time it was wilder, spreading to every part of Winnie's body...
For Winnie, it was like a dream.
Starting the next morning, Winnie returned to reality, knowing that even if Brian needed her physically,
she was only a supporting role.
If she wanted to live a wonderful and peaceful life, she should get over Brian.
Winnie went to work, took care of her children. She was so busy and orderly, but it was good, with a
regular life, she did not have to see Brian.
Winnie was busy in her office. When she looked up, she saw Laura looking at her. She gave Laura a
friendly smile, but Laura panicked.
Laura had been doing this a lot lately. Winnie didn't know what was going on, but never thought much
about it.
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