Chapter 65 - Broken door

Curling her body like a baby, Daniella's eyes were flooded with tears, face grimaced as she reminisced Evan's face.

Thinking of tomorrow, her heart tightened. Can she face him? She thought.

She sat up, chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, her shaking hands rubbed her shoulders, her body trembled in regrets.

Tear rushing down from her eyes fell on her legs, the water-stained on her silk pajama, and she could feel the warmth of the liquid on her skin.

She lay down, turned to face the wall and covered her body with the blanket.

His face, bewildered by her past flashed in her mind.

She regretted it, it was never her plan. Despite the past, she showed him, deep inside, apart of her mind wanted him to accept her.

His face was the last thing in her mind before her eyes shut.

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Daniella woke up by a hand caressing her cheeks, she slowly opened her eyes and with her sight, slightly blurred, Evan's face was the first thing she saw.

She blinked repeatedly until her sight became normal, she rubbed her knuckles on her eyes, making sure that she's seeing it right.

Her shoulder slumped while surprise registered on her face.

With her lips quivering in shock, she asked, 'What are you doing here?' she sat up, crawled backward until her back hit the wall.

Evan was sitting on her bed, his face was calm like the ocean while her body shook in surprise.

'You don't want to sleep in my room so I guess I will just sleep here,' he said casually, yawned and lay on the bed.

Daniella dumbfoundedly watched him as he pulled the blanket and cover his body, she blinked, still confused.

(Am I dreaming?) she asked herself.

With eyes, slowly narrowing with doubt, she stretched her arms and poke a finger at Evan's face.

(!) she blinked, she's definitely not dreaming,

Evan smirked, eyes sparkled with amusement, 'I told you I have a meeting tomorrow. Can we sleep now?' cloaking his amusement with a dull voice.

'No,' Daniella pulled the blanket from him, 'You are not supposed to be here. You should be avoiding me,' her shoulders tensed as she spoke.

Evan tapped his fingers on the pillow next to him, 'Why?' he said with a smile, 'Because of what you showed me?'

'Yeah, I asked you to stay away,' she murmured.

'You did but why do I get a feeling that it's not what you really want?' he rested his palm on her shaking hand, gulped and met her black irises, 'I don't know how you did it but, I seemed to have seen your thoughts and,' he laughed, his voice was full of amusement as he continued, 'It's definitely different than what your lips said."

Evan's nose wrinkled, a bit annoyed that she kept changing her mind, 'So don't ask me to leave if it's not really what you want,' he smirked, playfully run his fingers on her hand.

'If you don't need my help then I will step away but don't push me away,' his hand held her wrist, slightly pulled her closer, 'can we sleep now? I have a meeting tomorrow.'

On the other side, Daniella was utterly speechless, not expecting those words from Evan, for a moment she wondered if she's dreaming but, his warm fingers on her skin made her realized that it's not a dream.

She let him pulled her back to lay on the bed, with her face on his chest, Daniella could hear the beat of his heart.

She gulped hard, a part of her cheered with the thought that he came back.

Biting her lips so hard, Daniella didn't hesitate and moved her arm around his waist. She felt his warm air on her head, a light kiss dampened on her forehead and it was enough to remove all the trouble and doubt she had for him.

As she was about to shut her eyes, Evan spoke.

'Can we sleep in my room tomorrow? The bed here is really small.'

She secretly smiled after hearing it, moved her face closer to his chest and closed her eyes.

On the other side, Evan waited until Daniella fell asleep, hearing her faint snore made him smile.

Slowly, he moved away and looked down, his hand on her waist lifted and brushed her hair.

It was indeed cruel, the images he saw was something he didn't expect.

With caution, he ran his thumb on her cheeks, sliding it down to her chin.

He sighed, moved closer to kiss her but, before his lips could come close, Daniella opened her eyes.

'I thought you have a meeting tomorrow.'

He wrinkled his nose and nodded, 'Just a kiss.'

'Nope.'

'A quick one.'

'Nope.'

'Please?'

Daniella shook her head.

(Ugh, even her no is so cute) Evan pressed his lips, hands itched to pull her closer but, he wouldn't dare to do something she doesn't want.

'Make sure that the maid won't see you tomorrow,' she whispered.

'Will you give me a kiss if I do that?' he whispered back.

Daniella chuckled in respond.

He felt her head moving closer to his face, he was about to kiss her when she suddenly smiled and said, 'No.'

His face flattened, poke a finger on her forehead and said, 'Fine.'

When Daniella squeezed herself to his chest, he whispered, 'They saw me coming here anyway,' seconds after saying that, a faint groan let out from his lips, Daniella's fingers on his side were pinching his skin.

'Stop it,' he growled but, Daniella doesn't want to stop.

Boom!

Evan and Daniella's moment was disturbed when a loud bang sounded in the room. They both turned to its source and found out that the door was smashed down to the floor while the four maids were hustling out of the room.

Evan looked at Daniella, he should have been angry that the door was destroyed but, he didn't feel anything.

He sat up, wore his slippers and got up.

'Let's sleep in my room. The door here is destroyed.'

He didn't wait for her response, he pulled her out of the bed and dragged her out of the room.

As they passed the living room - where the four maids were quietly sitting, Evan halted for a moment and looked at them, 'You don't need to fix the door. Transfer Daniella's clothes in her room tomorrow.'

And he left the house, dragging Daniella with him.