Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
Seeing the heaviness weighing on her, Ryan spoke again:
“Don’t worry, Zoey will take care of me. I’ll be fine.”
Ryan looked over at Zoey standing nearby, and she reluctantly spoke up.
“Rosalyn, don’t worry.”
Rosalyn lowered her eyes slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and then slowly raised her clear gaze. As she looked at the man in the wheelchair, a serene smile appeared on her face.
“Okay, I won’t miss your coming when you’re healthy after the surgery.”
She had promised to give him a big gift when he could stand up again.
“I will come back healthy for your gift,” Ryan nodded with a smile, waving goodbye to her.
“Goodbye, Rosalyn.”
“Goodbye, Ryan.”
Watching his figure cross the threshold and leave the villa,
Ryan’s hidden sadness burst forth, and tears blurred his vision in an instant.
As his sight became blurry, he couldn’t even see that graceful figure clearly, but he dared not blink, afraid that tears would flow uncontrollably….
He had read many books when he was young, and he remembered the most profound line of poetry: “It’s best not to meet, so there can be no love. It’s best not to know, so there can be no longing.”
At that time, he thought that he could understand the eight sufferings of life that Buddha spoke of: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, encountering enemies, not getting what one wants, and the five aggregates of grasping. Only then would his journey in this world not be in vain.
Now that he personally experienced the pain of separation and unfulfilled desires, he realized the ups and downs and the heart-wrenching agony involved, and he wondered…
If they had never met in the first place, would he not feel this longing?
In a bar in the capital, Eva picked up her phone to confirm the room number before pushing the door open.
It was pitch black inside, with no lights on and no curtains drawn. She couldn’t see anything clearly, but there was a strong smell of alcohol that was quite overwhelming.
The staff member behind her helped her turn on the lights. “Eva, Paul is sleeping in there and we can’t wake him up. Can you please take him away?”
After saying this, the staff member handed Eva a bill. “The total is 50,000 dollars, could you please pay for him in advance?”
Eva held her nose and took a glance at the bill. Paul always drank expensive alcohol, so this expense was not surprising.
After looking at it, she took out a card from her bag and handed it to the staff member. Then she turned around and walked into the private room, wearing high heels.
A tall figure was lying on the sofa, with a suit jacket draped over his stomach. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, revealing a sexy and alluring Adam’s apple, as well as The light reflected on Paul’s face, giving it a faint blush and making his already fair skin look even more radiant.
Paul was already asleep at this point. His long eyelashes were closed, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids, like a butterfly in rest, half in light and half in shadow. His thick hair was combed back, exposing his smooth forehead. Perhaps due to rolling around in his sleep, a few strands of hair fell down on both sides of his temple, giving him a messy and disheveled look.
As Eva looked at Paul in this state, she remembered why she had been smitten by him in the first place. She stared at him. quietly for a while, then slowly crouched down and nudged his arm. “Paul, wake up. I’m here to take you home.”
The man who had drunk several bottles of wine seemed annoyed by the disturbance. He frowned, turned around, and faced the inside of the sofa. In his drowsiness, he grabbed a pillow and held it tightly in his arms, curling up like a child who hadn’t grown up yet.
Eva knew that when he got drunk and went crazy, he needed a deep sleep, and no one could wake him up.
Helpless, Eva went out to find the staff members and paid them some money to vacate the private room so that Paul Sitting next to Paul, Eva picked up her phone and texted Rosalyn, asking if Ryan had agreed to Edith’s proposal. When she received a reply saying that Ryan had already agreed, she sighed with relief.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when Paul’s slender hand moved, and his previously closed eyes struggled to open.
In that moment of soberness, his brain felt like it was exploding, causing him intense pain.
He furrowed his brows and uncontrollably pressed his fingers. against his forehead.
“Eva, my head hurts. Do you have any hangover medicine…?”
After casually muttering those words, even Paul himself hesitated for a moment. At the same time, Eva was left stunned in place. He was facing the couch, so it was impossible for him to see her.
Eva lowered her head, remembering that when they were together, the first thing Paul said after waking up from a hangover was to ask her for hangover medicine. It was her habit to feed him hangover medicine to relieve his stomach, and it was his habit to rely on her care. That was why he muttered such words.
After a moment of daze, Paul chuckled self-deprecatingly. Eva didn’t pay much attention to him anymore, so how could she take care of him? It was just wishful thinking.
He threw the pillow in his hand and turned around, only to see Eva holding a glass of water appearing in front of him.
Startled after recognizing Eva’s figure, Paul exclaimed, “What are you doing here?”
“Andrew asked me to come pick you up,” Eva replied.
After saying that, Eva bent down and brought the glass of water to Paul’s lips. “There’s no hangover medicine here. Drink some water to ease it for now.”
Confused, Paul looked at Eva, then at the water she handed him. Feeling a mixture of surprise and joy, he opened his lips. and slowly drank the glass of water.
And Paul found it strange that mineral water never had a taste, but at this moment, he could taste a hint of sweetness.
Could it be that the water in the capital city was better than in Arcadia?
Seeing Paul finish the whole glass of water, Eva finally put down the cup and approached him. “Let’s go, I’ll take you home.”
When her soft fingers touched his arm, Paul’s heart trembled. A tingling sensation passed through him like an electric current, making even his limbs feel weak.
After standing up, Paul lowered his gaze and saw that Eva was half a head shorter than him, yet she was exerting strength to support his tall body. “Thank you…”
Eva shook her head. “Where did you park your car?”
With a pounding headache, Paul turned to look at his coat, wanting to bend down and retrieve the keys from inside. However, due to his instability, he suddenly fell backward onto the couch, with Eva, who was supporting him, falling together.
Coincidentally, Paul was lying on his back, and Eva was on top of him. In that moment of falling, their lips brushed against each other.
It was just a light touch, fleeting, but it left both of them dumbfounded in place. Eva was the first to react and tried to get up from him, but Paul grabbed her waist.
“Eva…”
He called her name, but didn’t say anything. The desire that flickered in his eyes was undeniably obvious.
He had wanted her for two years, but there hadn’t been a successful attempt. He could only suppress this desire deep in his heart.
Perhaps it was the accumulation of pent-up emotions, or perhaps it was due to drinking too much that Paul couldn’t control himself. He held the back of Eva’s head, slightly tilted her chin, and kissed her.
The moment his lips met hers, Paul’s heart raced uncontrollably. He even tightened his grip on her waist instinctively.
