History at the Library - Chapter 128

Wind Becomes a Storm (9)

She rubbed her tearful chin roughly with her sleeves.

“Did you like my body that much? So much so that you just want to cover it all up and have sex?”

“Vivian.”

“I mean. What is this, really.”

She didn’t even know what she was saying and spit it out.

“So what are we now? The lover and my sex partner phases are over. Or are you thinking of having an impure sponsorship relationship? That’s a good one. There’s no sensual novel about it yet.”

“Vivian.”

“What? Why do you keep calling me?”

“You can stop talking. Don’t cry.”

“It’s my fault.”

Aiden reached out to her and said, but Vivian shook his hand. She was more frightened by what he did in a daze. But Aiden didn’t seem to care at all.

“That’s why I told you that it’s a perfect match. Tell me now to make sure we get things straight before this happens.”

Rather, she, acting like a hurt young animal, was more worried, and he reached out and hugged her shoulder without hesitation. Then she patted me on the back.

“Oh, no. Why are you hugging me all of a sudden…”

Vivian sniffed in a bewildered voice. What was so sad about it was that she couldn’t stop crying.

Forced to be kissed? Because he treated her like a whore who spread his legs out to anyone? He doesn’t believe her if she doesn’t tell him, or because he doesn’t even think about telling herself the secret and hiding it to the end?

It was all true. But in the end they were nothing more than incidental feelings for a reason. Vivian had no choice but to reach a conclusion after thinking over and over again.

Beyond liking, she thought she might love Aiden. No, she did love him. The other person was already packed with one person named Aiden. It was no use denying it and pushing it away.

After completing the novel and leaving the mansion, Aiden thought she’d forget about him and find a new man, but she’s not forgotten about it. She didn’t even feel motivated to do that, and even if a pretty good man passed by, her mind was filled with Aiden’s thoughts. She should have noticed then. It’s too late. She fell in love with someone she shouldn’t have liked.

She didn’t even think about taking it out yet. She didn’t even think about it. Aiden had dug up and tossed it away.

When she realized it, she felt like sobbing, but Vivian slowly found stability due to his steady pat on the back. The gasping sound of breath and intermittent shivering shoulders gradually faded away.

The tears stopped perfectly, but there was a soul mate in the tears.

A bloody runny nose.

Vivian had no choice but to cry in his arms. It’s been a long time, but she can’t raise her head because she’s embarrassed. Aiden stroked her head, hugging her as if he had mistaken that she was still crying. With such a kind touch that her nose is about to be touched again.

“I don’t know what to do if Vivian cries.”

He was a man who was really good at making people think in an incorrect manner.

Come to think of it, Aiden had never been in a relationship. But he’s good at sex, so he’s probably not inexperienced.

Then, is this how he treats other women he has been dealing with? He mixes himself countless times, treats them kindly, pretends to be interested, reveals his possessiveness, makes them mistake themselves for it, but doesn’t reveal his secrets or his sincerity…..

And I’m just one of those girls.

When she thought that far, Vivian felt emotional and unpleasant.

I really love this one… but it’s ruined.

Vivian pretended to wipe away the tears and cooled her hot cheeks. It was a feeling that had been denied for fear of being hurt. After being shot to confirm, her mind was completely messed up.

Can’t I just forget about it and find a new person? Ha, there’s no way I can, right?

Now, it was no longer useful to make lame excuses to herself.

I really like him. I love him.

Once she realized it, she couldn’t control herself.

There’s no turning back.

Admittedly, Vivian was now feeling the burning feeling of her first love as if she were suffering from a fever. As soon as she became aware of her emotions and fully acknowledged, it grew uncontrollably in size. Her mind swelled up without knowing the limits to the point where she wondered how she had lived in denial. She was so overwhelmed that it scared her.

What, she really did love him.

The pounding heart was as hot as pebbles in the summer when it was sizzling under the sun.

Love. Vivian rolled the unfamiliar word in her mouth several times without a sound. Love, love. It’s embarrassing and unfamiliar. She closed her eyes tightly and buried her red face in his arms.

She loved him so much. Really, really.