When we arrived at the canteen, we had breakfast together.
Claudius Belles took a sip of his soy milk and said, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m only here for a few days, don’t expect me to stay here with you for a year and a half.”
“Where are you going back to?”
Claudius Belles raised an eyebrow in disbelief, “Go back to my own home, I am a woman from the Promised Hill village, I don’t need to be a parasite.”
“You have been removed from the Ming organization, and no one will protect you if you return to Z.”
Claudius Belles brushed his lips, “I don’t need an escort with this body, and besides, the defense mechanism of Lookout Mountain Villa is such that a normal person can’t get in. I’ll be safe sleeping there.”
Edward the Third shoved a doughnut in his mouth, gagging his words.
“I don’t want to hear you talk about leaving me, eat.”
And he said it as if nothing was wrong, so heartless.
Claudius Belles took a vicious bite of his doughnut and said, “So you’re not okay with me leaving here?”
“Claudio, you just got your memory back, don’t you think you need more contact with me now?”
Eduardo Tercero was more than annoyed, annoyed because she didn’t care.
Claudio Belles puffed out his cheeks and ate his doughnut, “I’m not going back for another man. You don’t have to worry about you coming back in a year and a half and seeing me again as a pregnant woman.”
Edward the Third sulked, threw the bowl of porridge in his hand down hard on the table, looked at her and said in a cold voice, “You mean you can’t love another man and you can’t love me.”
“…”
What a thought cornered in this man.
“I didn’t say I don’t love you.
Only that if he stays here, sooner or later his identity will be revealed, and once it is, there will be only harm and nothing good for him.
She could wait for him this year and a half, but not to stay in his army and wait for him.
Ten years of waiting, even if it was willingly, without a half-hearted answer, would probably have built up resentment, especially in the mind of Eduardo Tercero, who had been married to Esteban Zaragosa, had suffered at his side, and now was not willing to stay with him even for a longer period on this frontier.
What would Eduardo Tercero think?
“You can live and die with Lobo Blanco, but when it comes to me, you are life-conscious and fun-loving.”
The moment the words were uttered, they were hurtful enough.
Claudius Belles dropped the doughnut he was holding and his pretty watery eyes glared angrily at him, “What do you mean Edward the Third?”
“What do you mean you’re not sure?”
Eduardo Tercero took no more than a couple of bites of his porridge before getting up and walking away.
Claudio Belles sat there and couldn’t help but burst out, nearly tipping over the bean curd.
moncler outlet how can it be such an annoying relationship.
I have never felt so distracted chasing Esteban Zaragosa.
A whole day with nothing to do.
Eduardo Tercero seems to have gone out with his soldiers after breakfast.
He did not return until late in the evening.
Claudio Belles waited in bed for a long time and finally fell asleep.
When Eduardo Tercero returned, enveloped in cold air, he saw the sleeping woman with her head bent over the bed.
Claudio Belles, a light sleeper, awoke drowsily as soon as he heard Eduardo Tercero’s footsteps entering the room.
As soon as he met Eduardo Tercero’s gaze, Claudio Belles pulled the covers over his head and ignored him.
Eduardo Tercero seemed to growl coldly, took off his jacket and tossed it nonchalantly on a chair to one side, saying mockingly, “Aren’t you leaving, why haven’t you left yet?”
Claudio Belles, who was no stranger to good words, lifted the sheets and said, “Yes, waiting to say goodbye to you.”
Edward the Third turned his back on her, unbuttoned his shirt collar, swallowed at the lump in his throat, his eyes hidden in anger, and gritted his teeth.
Turning and approaching her in long strides, he snapped at her arm and asked, “Woman, do you have a conscience or not?”
“I didn’t, you said so.”
Edward the Third pulled his arm away in exasperation, wanting to punch, but unable to do so.
He was not a soldier in his hands who could throw a punch if he didn’t like it or did something wrong.
Claudius Belles pursed his lips and asked, “Why do you talk like that in the morning, I don’t like it when you say things like that.
It’s really very hurtful.
Eduardo Tercero was annoyed for the rest of the day, frowning, “What do you want me to tell you?”.
During these ten years, the person he loved was Esteban Zaragosa, and even in his dreams he pronounced the name Esteban Zaragosa, although during these ten years his memory was sealed and it was not his fault that he had forgotten it.
But when the woman he loves, unbeknownst to him, marries another man and dies for another man, it would be a lie to say that he does not care.
“It won’t do you any good if I stay.”
Claudio Belles takes a deep breath and explains himself.
Eduardo Tercero purses his lips and, finally helpless, pulls her into an embrace, “I don’t need you to do me any good, I just want you to stay with me, Claudio, I don’t want to waste another second with you. Ten years, I’m so afraid of having another ten years.”
Claudio Belles bit his lip, cupped his face with his hands, looked at him and asked, “And what’s this about bringing Esteban Zaragosa into the affair?”
Eduardo Tercero looked at her and, without hiding it, graciously admitted, “I’m jealous of him.”
So, this is jealousy?
Claudio Belles’ lips tightened, immobile, and he asked again in a deliberately cold voice, “Jealous of him for what?”
“Jealous that you loved him for ten years, while you loved me only a few months. Jealous also that you had become his wife and not married me. I know that was with your memory loss, and that I shouldn’t dwell on such matters of the past. But I still can’t help myself. Thinking about it makes me feel so suffocated.”
The word “suffocated” is a bad match coming from a man like Eduardo Tercero.
Claudio Belles couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
Eduardo Tercero pinched his waist and frowned, “You think that’s funny?”.
Claudio Belles slipped his arm around his neck, leaned close to his ear and deliberately asked, “President Eduardo, would you like to know about the married life I had with Esteban Zaragosa?”
The emotion under Eduardo Tercero’s eyes was colder, his brow furrowed into a Sichuan frown, and his voice hardened as he said, “I don’t want to know.
Do you know how in love and intertwined they were?
Edward the Third doesn’t want to know.
Had he known, the next time he saw White Wolf, Edward the Third could not have guaranteed that he would not meet him with a sword.
Claudio Belles looked amused at the squirming man, “Really?”.
Eduardo Tercero makes a face of circumstance, falls silent and pays no attention to him.
Claudio Belles sighs: “It’s a pity”.
After this, Claudio Belles got into bed and went back to sleep.
Eduardo Tercero, seeing her merciless look, had the impulse not to let her sleep well, he lifted the sheets and lifted her up suddenly.
Claudio Belles leaned back against her chest: “What?”.
Eduardo Tercero tied her wrists together and held them above her head as he spoke in a low, magnetic voice, “Let you feel who is better at this, me or your ex-husband.”
“…”
Claudio Belles pulled his hand out and threw a slap in Eduardo Tercero’s face.
“Eduardo Tercero, motherfucker!”
Eduardo Tercero received an inexplicable slap on the ear, pursed his lips in distaste and scowled, “Are you sure the asshole wasn’t you, but me?”
In the last ten years, he had never touched another woman, but had kept his body for her.
Only because of her dominant words in the first place.