Falling for Him Head over Heels(8)

19

Early the next morning, I went through the discharge formalities for my mom.

At this time, there was less than a week until Christmas' Eve.

My mother was very energetic. After she recovered, she began to busy herself with purchasing Christmas goods.

I was a little worried. There were only a few days left before the Christmas holiday anyway, so I asked for a few more days off and accompanied her to go shopping every day.

I didn't know if it was a coincidence, but we ran into Cruz downstairs every morning when we went out.

Consequently, the three of us naturally went to purchase Christmas goods together.

On the morning of Christmas Eve, my mother asked me to decorate the Christmas tree. Upon opening the door, I saw Cruz standing outside the door.

Finally, I couldn't stand it any more, asking, "It's Christmas Eve today. Aren't you going home?"

He smiled wryly and said, "My dad and I fell out. He told me not to go back during the Christmas holiday."

Hearing this, my mother felt deep sympathy for him and invited him in.

Finally, it was Cruz who had decorated the Christmas tree.

I had been busy until the evening, so I hadn't said a few words to Cruz alone, but the way he looked at me as he got busy won me over little by little.

After midnight, my mother yawned and went back to rest in her room.

After drinking some red wine just now, I felt a little dizzy. After washing up, I wrapped myself in pajamas and went back to the bedroom.

Cruz's bed was originally laid out in the living room. As I was half-awake, he suddenly pushed the door open and came in.

"Sis, are you asleep?"

I wanted to pretend to be asleep, but he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Sis, your eyelashes are trembling."

"Stop it!"

All of a sudden, I opened my eyes and looked at him warily.

In the middle of the night, against the dim light at the head of the bed, I, who was taken over by alcohol, saw Cruz kneeling in front of me.

Except for the time difference, all of this reminded me of the night when we first met. It was at that time that we two started to become entangled with each other.

He seemed to have seen through my thoughts.

Smiling and pulling down the collar of his pajamas, he said in a low and seductive tone, "Chloe, if you like it, go on."

Before my desire engulfed me, I held myself back and shook my head to regain some of my senses.

"Cruz Chow," I took a deep breath and asked, "That night, you specifically waited for me at the door of the private room, didn't you?"

My question changed everything in an instant. Cruz smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was sobering up.

"Sis, if you want to know, I'll tell you everything.

"My mother passed away on the day I was born. As far as I can remember, my father has been dating various women. I've seen a lot of them. Some even secretly seduced me and wanted to poison me so that they could take my father's property. Half a year ago, he told me that he had a new girlfriend who was the same age as him, and the woman's daughter was older than me.

"At that time, I was very curious. After all, my father, like all the successful middle-aged men, liked young and beautiful women. I wondered how come auntie attracted him. I happened to hear from my father that you were attending a graduation party in that restaurant, so I planned to go there and have a look. Unexpectedly, the first time you saw me, you asked me if... "

He paused for a moment, and there was a faint blush on the tips of his ears. He then added, "You asked me if I wanted to go home with you."

My cheeks were suddenly burning.

He continued, "After that, I felt that you were a b*tch and that your mother was not a good person. I didn't want to bother with my father's relationship, so I watched you move in indifferently. I was even a little curious about when your mother would reveal her true colors.

"But before Auntie could reveal her true colors, I fell in love with you."

I was dumbfounded.

He went on, "Sis, I found out that I fell in love with you. I missed you very much when you weren't by my side even for one second, but it seemed that you just wanted to... make love with me. So I became anxious and uneasy, wondering how to change the situation. I could only watch myself fall deeper and deeper in love with you. That night, you told me that my father was going to marry your mother. The first thing that came to my mind was that it was impossible.

"When my father and your mother were together, he had not broken up with other women. I didn't believe that he would change once and for all. Sure enough, he released the photo on that occasion. But you suspected me instead. At that moment, I didn't think of anything else. I thought that maybe I could take this opportunity to get rid of my feelings for you and cut off this chaotic relationship with you."

He extended his hand in an attempt to hold my hand.

I shrank back a little. In the end, I didn't push him away. I let him hold my warm fingertips.

He opened his mouth. Before he could speak, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red.

"But I was wrong. The moment I saw that man holding your arm at the entrance of the bar, I felt extremely sad. I ever held your hand and touched your waist. In the future, I will put my proposal ring on your finger. That was what I had been thinking of at that time."

Leaning over, he rubbed his cheek against my palm.

"I don't want you to be with anyone else.

"Sis, I really want to be with you and spend the rest of my life with you. But now, it's up to you.

"Whether you agree or not, I will respect you."

He finished what he had to say and closed his eyes, as if he were waiting for my final verdict.

He revealed his weakness in front of me again.

He obediently handed over his fate to me to judge, regardless of whether I would harm him or not.

I felt warm and touched from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, he was the only man I wanted to be with.

I was silent for a long time. Then I resigned myself to my fate, reached out to hold his face, and kissed him on the lips.

"I promise you."

Since a long time ago, I had known that Cruz hadn't been in love with me unilaterally.

He had won me over.