Even before she met him, she hadn’t known she existed, unlike him who always thought about her, but …
He could care less.
Because …
From then on, they are all the same – their world, only each other’s existence will remain.
…
Neal Williams is the absolute master of this joyous affair, unintentionally.
Andrea Jones felt like she was being tossed high and low in the ocean, floating and sinking, and finally couldn’t take it anymore.
I don’t know how long it took, but she was still lying on the couch, a little weak.
Neal Williams heartily cradled her in his lap and caressed her face, “Tired?”
Well …
She didn’t even have the strength to speak and could only nod her head lightly.
“Shall I carry you to wash up?”
She nodded again.
He has just too much energy.
Results …
Neal Williams carried her to the tub and put the water back in for her.
Her snow-white body was just not underwater, and he didn’t leave, sitting on the edge of the tub in his bathrobe to watch her.
Although there have been more intimate experiences, and quite a few, it does not mean that she can be so open to accepting her nakedness in front of him for him to see.
With some strength easily restored, she held herself with one hand and pushed him with the other, “You go out first. I can’t move at all if you sit here.”
Especially …
His eyes, so deep, so amorous, seemed to swallow her up again.
Neal Williams held her hand without releasing it, his eyes locked on hers, demanding, “Stay tonight.”
Before Andrea Jones could answer, the phone in her bag rang abruptly.
She suddenly remembered what Sammy Jones had said to her at the end – was it deliberate for her to remind herself to go back early? She wasn’t sure, but had to say no to Neal Williams.
“I can’t stay, my mom’s results come back in the morning and both my sister and I have to be by her side.”
There is no excuse for this.
Even if two people want to stay next to each other again, they can’t.
Although regretful, he nodded graciously, “I’ll take you back to the hospital later. Want to answer the phone? I’ll bring the phone over for you.”
“No, I’ll just call back later.”
Andrea Jones subconsciously declined. Somehow, she seemed certain that the call was from Sammy Jones.
“Can you still drive after all that drinking?” Andrea Jones gave him a worried look.
He laughed, “Just sweating so much, the wine also all evaporated along with it. Besides … do you think I look like I’m drunk given the way I just acted?”
Here he goes again!
Andrea Jones was so annoyed that she ruffled the water and splashed him, he laughed and grabbed her hand, “Okay, okay, I apologize, I won’t tease you. But there’s something I want to ask you …”
Neal Williams remembered something and looked down at her, “Has my dad been to the hospital?”
“Well, been there once. But … to this day my mom doesn’t even know about it.”
Neal Williams mused, “In my gut, it seems like there’s some story between them that none of us know.”
He paused for a moment and added, “Since auntie and my mom have met, so could the reason why auntie doesn’t agree with us be because of some misunderstanding with my dad as well?”
Andrea Jones froze.
Before she did not even think about it.
“I don’t really know. But your dad didn’t seem to want my mom to know about his help, so I was even more afraid to ask more.”
Neal Williams nods.
“The elders’ affairs, we as juniors can only watch from the sidelines and cannot say much. But … if there are any knots in their hearts, I still hope to help them untie them.” Neal Williams and Andrea Jones looked at each other and continued, “Since my dad found out about my aunt’s condition, he hasn’t been in a good mood lately. My mom says he’s always preoccupied, and I think it has something to do with my aunt, too.”
Andrea Jones exhaled softly. It seems that his guess was not wrong.
Maybe …
They also have a regretful deep love for each other.
…
Neal Williams walked Andrea Jones to the hospital entrance and watched her disappear around the corner, and he paused for several more moments.
Under the shadow of the lamp, the corners of the lips are smiling.
Finally, the intention is to leave.
Pulled open the car door and turned around to get ready to go inside. A side glance, but found a figure standing right across his Hummer, standing there in a daze looking at him.
He froze.
“Sammy Jones,” came the flat greeting.
Sammy Jones seemed to come around at this point and smiled at him, “Mr. Williams.”
Neal Williams gives her a look.
She seemed a little disoriented.
It is surprising to see yourself here at this late hour and not show any surprise at all.
Isn’t it …
She actually knows everything?
Or did she just get a clear view of him saying goodbye to Andrea Jones?
“Why are you still out so late?”
“Oh, I’m going out to get some stuff.” Sammy Jones looked at the things he was carrying in his hands.
Glancing at her, Neal Williams mused and spoke, “Andrea just went up.”
He intentionally called it intimate.
Sammy Jones is too smart for her to not understand.
However, she was oblivious to it, and even squeezed out a smile and said, “Thank you, Mr. Williams, for bringing her back. When she left, she said it was a work-related matter, and I guessed that you would be the one to bring her back at this late hour.”
Neal Williams choked on her words.
In her eyes, is sending Andrea Jones back as simple as a gift from her boss to her subordinate?
Hands pocketed in his pockets, Neal Williams intends to talk to her once and for all, “Sammy Jones, I actually …”
“Mr. Williams, it’s getting late, let’s wait to talk about work matters at our office some other time.” Sammy Jones, however, cut his words off.
In the blurred shadows of the lights, she blushed a little white.
But still smiling lightly, “Since Andrea’s back, I’ll go up first. There’s something else I need to talk to her about.”
Without waiting for Neal Williams to say anything else, Sammy Jones had already turned around and headed for the hospital.
The moment he turned around, the smile on his face froze.
I didn’t go back to the ward immediately, but, leaning in the dark corner and covering my mouth, I couldn’t help but sob low.
The phone rang for a long time.
Apparently it was Andrea Jones who called when she realized she wasn’t in the room.
Looking at the flashing number, she almost wanted to hang up. But, in the end, she still held the phone to her ear.
Trying very, very hard to hide a choked sob.
“Sis, why aren’t you in the ward?”
“… Well, I’m outside. Might be late, you sleep first.” She suddenly realized that she was actually afraid to face her now.
If we meet, what is she going to say to herself?
Telling her that the man was hers and that she wasn’t even entitled to think about it?
Tell her that the man loves her too. So, she can no longer covet, but only withdraw unconditionally?
Either way, at this moment, she doesn’t want to hear it.
“It’s not safe for you to be out alone this late, so it’s better to come back early.” Andrea Jones said worriedly.
Sammy Jones’ nostrils flared and he almost cried again.
She actually felt stupid, stupid like an idiot.
Last night, in the restaurant did not see her people, they are still that worried about her; thought she was going on a date, she also advised her mother not to care and encouraged her to fall in love well …
Can be original …
She was actually with Neal Williams all night, wasn’t she?
How far have they progressed?
Holding hands? Kissing? Or …
In fact, it has long gone further?
So, yesterday, when she heard her tell her heart honestly and told her that she liked Neal Williams, for a moment, was she laughing at herself?
Standing dumbfounded in the shadows, Sammy Jones didn’t know how long he stood there before he came back to his senses. By the time he got back to the ward, it was hours later, and Andrea Jones was already asleep, huddled in an empty hospital bed on the side.
She huddled into a ball, leaving the other space open, which was obviously reserved for her. In the past, it was two sisters sleeping in a tiny single bed.
Each other are quite thin, lying there just right.
However, today Sammy Jones found the vacant space unusually harsh. She even wondered if that was Neal Williams sleeping next to her last night.
In the end, she said nothing, but quietly changed her clothes and lay down next to Charleen Davis, who was sleeping lightly, even though she was gentle, but Charleen Davis was still awake.
“Xiaoyu?” She called out softly in a daze.
Sammy Jones got into Charleen Davis’s arms in a rare and somewhat childish manner, “Sorry mom, for waking you up.”
Her voice was more or less choked.
In all the years since Ye’s father left, Sammy Jones hasn’t been as vulnerable as she is today. She is the older sister, although only one year older than Andrea Jones, but, as a matter of course, she gave Charleen Davis as a deputy, ending her youth early. Childishness is something that was not hers even earlier.
“What’s wrong?” Charleen Davis, of course, heard the wrongness in her tone and asked in a thin voice.
The soft voice in the night, just like a pair of hands gently brushed on her heart. However, but can not brush her heart of the gloom, but more deeply touched the vulnerability of her heart.
She bit her lip to keep the choking sobs from spilling out. Only shaking her head, she said, “It’s okay, Mom.”
“And trying to trick me.”
“Really, it’s just some little thing at work.”
Charleen Davis is still unsure, “Not fighting with your sister?”
Sammy Jones froze for a moment. And then, only then, he forced a smile: “Of course not. We’re so close, what could we possibly be arguing about? You get some rest, don’t worry about it.”
Charleen Davis sighed, patted her daughter’s back, and sighed, “I don’t have many more years to live, and once I’m gone, it will be you two sisters living together. If there is any gap between you two, I will not be able to rest in peace even if I die.”
Sammy Jones body stiffened and hugged his mother tighter, “Mom, don’t say that … you’re in good health, you’ll be fine. The three of us are going to go for life …”
“Fool.” Charleen Davis patted her daughter’s back, “Mom is what body Mom knows in her heart, how is also a doctor. Tomorrow’s results are more or less clear to Mom.”
Sammy Jones’ nose started to get sore again, “Don’t think so, Mom, it’s going to be okay.”
“Xiaoyu, then you have to promise your mother that if anything does happen between you and your sister in the future, it won’t be unpleasant.” Charleen Davis said.
Sammy Jones didn’t speak for a few moments.
In the end, she just sighed lightly, “Mom, since I was a child, I don’t compete with Andrea for anything, if … I mean in case, I compete with Andrea for happiness once, will you understand me too?”
Charleen Davis sighs.
“Of course mom understands, but, Xiaoyu, you also have to be clear – happiness is something that you can’t actually compete for.”