Leo should belong to her. From the day she saw him, she felt Leo was her destiny, but why did it end
up like this?
Emily was grievous and felt heartache. She could not control her emotion, hugged his neck and kissed
him
Her kiss was taking the taste of alcohol, mixed with love and hate and reluctance to leave Leo.
Emily’s sour tears flew into Leo's mouth, which him guilty and painful.
He did not expect that he would hurt Emily so deep. He brought Emily pain, or her tears would not be
so bitter.
Leo knew at the moment it was not suitable for such passionate kiss, but he was unable to control
himself. He wanted to more and wanted to hold Emily in his arms forever, so that she could not fly
away.
Leo's response made Emily came back to her sense. She suddenly pushed away Leo and then smiled
in embarrassment.
Tears still flowed, but a smile crept up her face, which was heart-wrenching.
"Goodbye kiss."
“I don't hate you. I want you to be happy.”
Emily said in a trembling voice and said to the driver.
"Stop the car, I'm home."
The she was to open the car door, Leo thought it was dangerous and pulled Emily.
"You are not home. We are still in the hilltop."
Leo was frightened by Emily’s move.
"I want to get off, otherwise you want to explain again of. It is pointless, why do you explain?"
Emily said in gibberish, but Leo understood her that she was afraid of his explanation. She did not want
to hear what she did not want to.
"I won't explain it if you won't listen."
"Sure?"
With tears still on her face, she seemed to be relieved after hearing Leo's words.
"Yes, as long as you are happy, I will not explain, I will say nothing."
Leo guaranteed and did want Emily to stay away from him like he was a ghost.
"Ok, don't talk. Don't you say anything. I want to sleep, I want to sleep."
Emily did not get off, but closed her eyes, and feel asleep with her heard leaning behind.
Looking at Emily shaking back and forth, he wanted her to sleep comfortably, so he held Emily's head
on his shoulder.
Feeling the familiar smell of her body, feeling the symmetry of her breath, he felt it was natural and
logical. But why they had to separate, why they could not be together?
Leo wanted to be back to her, but Emily even did not give him a chance. What kind of person he was in
Emily's heart?
Winnie sent away Leo and Emily, and returned to her room after the two children went to sleep.
By this time, He was already lying on the bed, apparently asleep.
Winnie got into bed lightly and lied next to Brian, quietly looking at his handsome face closing his eyes,
she thought of his moving confession.
At the moment she thought of nothing but those words, and was happy enough to look at the man in
front of her.
The corner of her mouth raised, even the beautiful dimples were sweet. She couldn't help kissing him
on the face.
Just as she tried to pull back her lips, she was suddenly suppressed by Brian.
"You are up?”
Winnie was frightened. The clever eyes were filled with panic.
"You woke me up. Am I really that handsome? You've been looking at me for so long and you're not
tired of it."
Brian joked, naughty in tone.
He hadn't slept. He was dizzy and closed his eyes. But this woman lied on his side watching him and
kissed him.
Winnie rarely kissed him.
"You are arrogant. Do you think I watch you because you are handsome?"
Winnie shyly denied. Hearing that, she knew he was not asleep but just lied there enjoying to be
watched and kissed.
"Hahaha, I am not arrogant but confident."
"Answer me, are you tired of me?"
Brian asked with a smile, waiting for Winnie's answer with expectation.
"No, I never will be tired of you."
Winnie answered certainly, because she was sure that she would love Brian for a lifetime, how could
she be tired of him? She would never be tired of his appearance, his body, his character, even his
snore, she would remember them for the rest of her life.
Brian smiled with satisfaction, and then said to Winnie.
"I will never be tired of you either. You will always be my baby."
"Disgusting, when did you get so disgusting!"
Winnie smiled happily. She never thought such a powerful and domineering man would say such lovely
words.
"Am I? There will be more disgusting."
Brian said with a smile, and then kissed Winnie's lips, so that she could not say naughty words.
This kiss quickly heat up, it became from a tender kiss to a passionate one. Through the alcohol force,
passion grew to the extreme in a sudden...
The aura of passion still lingered in the big bedroom. Winnie nested in Brian's arms, listening to his
rough breath, feeling his irregular heartbeat.
"Do you have any discomfort, do you have a headache?"
Winnie voice was low and soft. She had been worried if Brian would have a headache after drinking
wine.
"No, I'm in a good mood today, and I didn't drink that much. I just felt dizzy and wanted to sleep."
Then Brian turned and embraced Winnie into his arms.
"Winwin, help me write my diary. You made me too tired to get up."
Hearing that, Winnie was shy.
"I did not. You drank a lot."
"You go to sleep and I'll write for you. But where shall I write on?"
Winnie kissed Brian's forehead, then stood up and put on Brian's bathrobe.
"I have my spare diary in the drawer. I also have a pen. You write it down, and then I'll tear it off and
post it in my diary."
Brian said with his eyes closed. His diary was in the study, but he wanted Winnie to write here, wanted
to see her write seriously, wanted to fall asleep watching her.
"Ok, sleep and I'll write for you."
Winnie helped Brian cover the quilt and then got out of bed.
She turned off all the lights except one on the dresser. Then she looked in the drawer for a pen and
paper.
When she opened the drawer, the first thing she saw were not pens and paper, but the phones that had
been lying there.
One of them was that Brian contacted wit her, she did not know the second one and third one had the
picture of the woman. Thinking of the picture, Winnie felt her heart like hit by a stone.
It wasn't too painful, but it shook every cell in her body. It gave her a sense of panic.
Winnie took a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore the phone in front of her. She was so happy today
that she should have perfect memory of today.
She took out a pen and paper and calmed her heart. Sitting in front of the dresser, she began to write
today's diary for Brian.
The next day Brian and Winnie got up very late and were woken up by two children. This night was the
most restful night Winnie slept in the hilltop villa.
"Mom, Dad, you get up late. Brother and I played for a long time and had finished breakfast, why don’t
you get up?"
Megan lay prone at Winnie's bedside, said with dissatisfaction, pouting.
"We stayed up too late last night, and we've been tired for a week, so we get up late."
Seeing that Megan was not satisfied, Brian explained to Megan.
"But you promised me and my brother to see Jelly Bean yesterday. Brother and I have a class in the
afternoon, so we could only see Jelly Bean in the morning. If you get up in the middle of the day, we
can't see Jelly Bean."
Megan had her plan, otherwise she would not wake up her parents.
"Oh, so you have a reason. All right, I will keep my promise. I am getting up, and after breakfast, we're
going to see Jelly Bean."
Brian hurried to get up, so as the children would not be disappointed.
They had breakfast, cleaned up and went to Daenerys' house.
Kevin was at work today. Brian sent the two children and Winnie to Daenerys’ home and then went to
the hospital to find Kevin.
Kevin was not in charge today, so he was free.
He had just returned to his office after checking the ward when Brian came.
"Are you free day?”
Kevin asked Brian, they had not talked alone for a long time.
"Yes, but not tonight."
Brian felt depressed thinking about it.
“Why?”
Kevin asked curiously while sorting out the cases on his desk.
"Blind date."
"Blind date again? Isn’t it good you are with Winwin now? Why there is a blind date?"
Hearing the words blind date, Kevin could not calm down. He paused. If he remembered right, Brian
had sincere confession to Winnie and asked friends to witness that he only loved Winnie.
It hadn't been twenty-four hours since he spoke. What a change! Was it illusion yesterday?
"It's not up to me. If it is up to me, I will marry Winwin now. Grandpa only agreed me to be with Winwin
on the premise of that I marry someone else."
Brian was helplessness, if he knew what to do, he would not let it happen or hurt Winnie's heart.
"Marrying someone else? Was it like stabbing a knife into Winwin’s heart? How strong she should be to
accept the fact you marry someone else?"
No matter what the excuse Brian gave, no matter how difficult it was for Brian, Kevin felt that it was
unfair to Winnie.
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