Chapter 161 – So nostalgic

Book:The Selfish CEO Published:2024-6-2

“Good! You go buy tampons for that girlfriend of yours, I don’t need you to deliver them! And, what I just said was all a lie to you! I’m happy and Neal Williams is good to me! I will never divorce him in this life!”
Lewis Brown looked at her with deep eyes, and various emotions flashed in his eyes in a complicated way. In the end, he simply said, “Then you have my blessing.”
Penny Brown glared at him and twisted away. Defiantly, he tilted his head and straightened his back.
Looking at the back, Lewis Brown also did not stay, only silent for a moment, and then, sinking steps into the supermarket behind.
At night, I went to bed early, tossed and turned, and could not sleep. Thinking about Sammy Jones and Neal Williams, I couldn’t think of what they could be hiding from each other. Finally, I got up from bed, changed my clothes and left the house.
Andrea Jones was standing downstairs, looking up at the apartment. An all-too-familiar place …
Not having been there for two years, the place, it seems, is not different from two years ago.
She went upstairs, got into the elevator, and everything was as before. Standing outside the door, she actually hesitated.
In the middle of the night, what does coming here … by yourself count as? Will he misunderstand himself? It does not matter! The important thing is that even you don’t know what you came here for. Is it really just to ask about him and Sammy Jones? But then, just ask Sammy Jones!
Or …
In fact, it was just an excuse to come and see him.
Press the doorbell, but … the door, there is no movement.
Pressed two more times, still no one.
He, not at home?
Andrea Jones was a little disappointed, but the more disappointed she was, the less she wanted to just leave. Crouched down, just leaned against the door panel, and kept waiting, kept waiting …
The night is deep.
Neal Williams was still in his office when the phone rang, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw the number flashing on it.
Without hesitation, the phone was pressed to the ear.
Across the airwaves, her voice rang out on the other end, “Neal Williams, it’s me …”
“… I know.” After a pause, he asked, “Why are you calling so late? Your voice doesn’t sound good.”
“I’m at your door. Aren’t you home?” She’d been squatting for two hours.
Neal Williams’ heart suddenly tightened when he heard, “Which home?”
It can’t be …
“It’s not the old house, it’s this side of the apartment.” Andrea Jones just assumed the other home he was referring to was the old mansion.
Neal Williams was so relieved that he didn’t even bother to cover the file, grabbed the keys and strode out of the office, “Give me ten minutes or so, I’ll be right over!”
You know that it is a poppy, as long as you touch it, you will be addicted, you will sink, you will not be able to extricate yourself.
Knowing that you can not fall, maybe the abyss ahead, is a cliff, but, as long as he met the word ‘Andrea Jones’, he could not control himself.
Flying like a car, running directly to the apartment.
Stride into the building and go upstairs. Step out of the elevator, not too close to see her crouching there.
Outside the door, there was only a dim light, shining on her. Her whole body looked slim and fragile, and when she heard the movement, she suddenly raised her head from between her arms. When she saw him, a smile lifted up on her small face.
That smile made all the depression and gloom in Neal Williams’ heart dissipate. He even felt that this moment tired all over was filled with vitality, once felt hopeless life, also was pierced, through a ray of sunshine.
Neal Williams strides over to her. She tried to straighten up, but she squatted for so long that even her legs went numb, and when she got up she almost fell over, when Neal Williams wrapped his long arms around her waist.
“How long have you been squatting?” He frowned, looking at her with some irritation.
Leaning on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, she felt a sense of indescribable satisfaction. It turns out that some people, who can do nothing and say nothing, can easily fill your heart to overflowing.
“Not for long.” She looked down and rubbed her knee.
Neal Williams held her steady with one hand and unlocked the door with the key in the other. The next moment, to her shock, he picked her up in a single bound.
Eyes wide open, looking at his lower jaw, feeling the strength of his arms, Andrea Jones heart fluttering. Without even a moment’s struggle, she let him hold her in an intoxicating way. He placed her on the sofa before he straightened up, “Would you like some water?”
“Oh, good.” Andrea Jones nodded as she surveyed the entire house.
It’s the same as it was two years ago, even if it hasn’t changed at all. Until now, she can even clearly remember the image of herself once nestled on the sofa reading a book. Also remember him working in the study.
When Neal Williams came out with the water, she was staring. He set the water down in front of her and, like her, looked around the room and said, “I don’t live here very often.”
Andrea Jones looked back at him, “You moved places?”
Standing behind her, propped up on the couch with one arm, he said, “No.”
“So where do you all live?”
“In the company lounge.” Neal Williams replied casually.
“Why?” Andrea Jones was surprised. The company lounge was not as nice as home, after all! She couldn’t really think of a reason for not coming home for two years.
Neal Williams looked at her with deep eyes, “It’s really nothing. It’s just that you used to live here and I might have gotten used to it. Suddenly you’re not here anymore … and it’s always a little scary to come back.”
Andrea Jones’ heart trembled as she listened, her hand subconsciously clenching her cup .
How the hell did … he come over the past two years?
Looking at the empty house and then look at him, she suddenly felt that in fact this man, these two years may be as lonely as himself.
“By the way, what’s wrong with calling me so late?” Neal Williams asked.
Andrea Jones was silent for a moment, put down the water in her hand and turned half sideways, elbows on the sofa lean, her body facing him, “I … saw you with Sammy Jones today.”
Neal Williams froze, his eyes floating.
It was a long moment before he nodded: “… yes. We’re at the coffee shop downstairs from the office.”
“What did you talk about?” Andrea Jones asked directly.
He pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. Andrea Jones was shocked by his look and bit her lip before she said, “I can’t know?”
“… is not.” He didn’t know how to speak. Sammy Jones’ last words kept swirling in his mind. He couldn’t even imagine the consequences of telling her everything.
She’ll hate herself! Definitely!
“You don’t want to tell me?”
“Trust me, I don’t want to hide it from you!” Really don’t want to!
Looking at him tightly, Andrea Jones suddenly smiled, “I actually believe you, and I believe Sammy Jones. whatever you guys are talking about, I’m sure it won’t hurt me.”
Listening to her words, Neal Williams suddenly couldn’t speak. She was right, Sammy Jones just didn’t want her to get hurt, that’s why he came to him.
He didn’t want to hurt her either … he thought, he must be the last person in the world to want to hurt her!
If possible, he even wanted to just hide her for life …
At this moment, Neal Williams’ cell phone rang abruptly. Looking at the number displayed on the screen, his face sank slightly.
“I’m going to take a call, so you can sit alone for a while.” Neal Williams and Andrea Jones said.
“Good.” Andrea Jones nodded and didn’t think much of it. And then, holding the phone, Neal Williams sank into the study.
She just sat in a daze on the sofa watching his back. Is it her own illusion? Always feel … that they not only have something to hide from themselves, but also, after returning this time, he always looks like he has a heavy heart.
He, it seems, had a very unhappy time!
This one thought came out of my heart and I suddenly felt sad.
Wouldn’t he have been better off if she had been there?
Neal Williams sinks into the study before pressing the phone to his ear.
“Mom, it’s late, why are you calling at this hour?”
“Where are you?” Christina Sanchez asked.
“What?” Neal Williams was cautiously reluctant to answer. He thought to himself that the apartment belonged exclusively to him and Andrea Jones, and he didn’t want any of them to intrude.
“Did you not go home again? I just called Penny and she said you didn’t go back again.”
Neal Williams snickered, “Given her character, shouldn’t she have told you I was sound asleep?”
“You are still in the mood to say this kind of windy words. Neal, you go back now immediately! I say to you, you are at least a man, married should take responsibility as a husband, you are now this is considered cold violence, you …”
“Mom, to what extent do you want to manipulate my life? You are my mother, not Penny Brown’s mother, have you ever put yourself in my shoes and thought for me if your son has been happy these past two years! Did your son really like the woman he married? Did you care at all if I lived a dead man’s life for the rest of my life?”
Christina Sanchez was silenced for a moment by the words of Neal Williams. After a while, she suddenly burst into tears. Listening to that cry, Neal Williams’ heart felt unbearable, but he would no longer compromise.
“Neal, it’s not that Mom doesn’t have a heart, Mom knows you’re unhappy, but … feelings can be cultivated, can’t they? How can you cultivate feelings with her when you’re not even willing to try?”
Neal Williams took a deep breath, “So have you and Dad, over the years, developed a relationship?”
“Then what do you really want? Are you going to spend your life like this and not give me a grandchild?” Christina Sanchez was anxious.
“I will get a divorce!”
“Divorce …? This … is not a bridge too far for you?”
“If you still want grandchildren, stop stop stopping me.”
Neal Williams hung up the phone with these words. And then, with a sober step, he came out of the study.
When he came out, the hall, unusually quiet. Raising his eyes to see, only to see that she had actually curled up on the sofa and fallen asleep. He stood there, quietly looking at her, a soft smile bloomed on his face.
For a long, long time, the heart has not been so satisfied and peaceful as this moment. It’s as if a heart that has been wandering for a long time has finally reached the other side.
He carefully slowed his steps and walked towards her.
She was wearing a light blue dress and curled up quietly on the wide sofa. The sleeping face is serene, like an innocent child, and like an angel who has accidentally fallen into the mortal world.
His angel, back … rejoined him …
Sitting gently against the top of her head, he lowered his eyes and gazed deeply at her.
Soft light, even and shallow breathing. Such a picture reminds him of two years ago. Although at that time, they were both separated by a river in their hearts, but, at least … they were still so close to each other …
They lived like a young couple.
He, so nostalgic, so nostalgic …
Obviously very afraid to wake her up – if she wakes up, he can not find a reason to leave her, even if … there are more and more in the heart of the reluctance …- -But, still can’t help but reach out and stroke her warm little face.
He didn’t know how this girl had come into his life. Maybe that day eight years ago was destiny. But that’s how she came …