Seeing him come out, the nanny standing at the door was a bit nervous: “President Fox, Miss Taylor she-”
The man’s face was as cold as frost, “Next time you don’t need to make bird’s nest, she doesn’t like it.”
“Oh.”
She hastily took the large bowl of bird’s nest and answered with her head lowered.
After Gwen Fox came, he withdrew the two men guarding the door of the room, the nanny’s task for today was considered completed, carrying the bowl downstairs, the third floor was left with Gwen Fox sitting alone on the sofa, no one dared to come up to disturb.
He took a cigarette and put it into his mouth, subconsciously wanted to lower his head and light it, but just after lighting the lighter, his hand paused and finally held back.
Yolanda Taylor inside the room couldn’t sleep, after Gwen Fox went out, she slowly opened her eyes.
She used to think that Gwen Fox this man and arrogant and cold, in addition to the time in bed will be as hot as fire, the rest of the time he is not much like to take care of people, on the eve of the wedding to snatch people like this behavior do not even think he will do it, but never thought that he really was in the wedding before he snatched to here.
The night was thick outside the window, and Yolanda Taylor remembered what the babysitter had told her the day before.
She didn’t know where she was, she had no money or communication devices at hand, and even if she did escape from here, she didn’t know how she was going to do it.
Which was why she didn’t want to argue with Gwen Fox later; if he didn’t want to let her go, he had ways of trapping her.
Yolanda Taylor didn’t know when she fell asleep, but she slept badly, she dreamed that she was standing inside that fire watching Gwen Fox drive away, she called out to him but he didn’t even turn around.
It was four in the morning.
Yolanda Taylor in her bed was having a nightmare when Gwen Fox pushed her way in, she didn’t know what she was saying, her hands gripping the covers tightly and gritting her teeth.
The nightlight inside the bedroom wasn’t very bright, and he walked in only to see tears dripping down her face.
Gwen Fox raised his hand to touch them, but heard the person beneath him suddenly say, “Gwen Fox, I hate you! I hate you!”
When she finished, she hugged the covers and burst into tears, her shoulders shrugging, her whole body curled up into a ball, and it hurt his heart to watch.
His fingers touched the tears on her face, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand to his lips and tasted it.
It was salty and a little astringent.
He reached out his hand, wanting to hug her, but before he landed on her body, he timidly withdrew it.
He didn’t dare to wake her.
She must look at him with hatred again when she woke.
It wasn’t quite dawn when Yolanda Taylor woke up, she was sweaty and her pillow was a little damp.
I don’t know how long she had been crying, only that her nose was stuffed up.
She propped herself up on the bed and sat up as the woman pushed the door open and came in with breakfast, “Miss Taylor, good morning.” There was millet porridge on that tray, with crystallized shrimp dumplings on the side.
This time she didn’t refuse again, and after shuffling around she picked up the bowl and ate it herself.
The sunlight outside the window was getting brighter, and today’s weather seemed good.
But she was stuck here, and whether the weather was good or bad didn’t seem to have anything to do with her.
Thinking about this, Yolanda Taylor’s face went cold again.
At this time, the door to the room was pushed open.
Gwen Fox walked in, his eyebrows were a bit cold, but he smiled a bit when he saw her, “It’s a beautiful day, want to go out for a stroll?”
He sat down on the edge of her bed and reached out to touch her head, Yolanda Taylor stepped back and ducked right out of the way.
She had changed out of those pajamas and was wearing a white turtleneck sweater with a coffee-colored knit skirt underneath.
The swan neck was blocked by the sweater collar, which was resting right on her chin, making it look even thinner and pointier.
“What’s there to shop for?”
Wasn’t a trip out and then escorting her back in a reminder that she was being held captive by him?
“There’s a hot springs lodge nearby where you can go for a dip.”
“No need.”
She finished, looking out the window and not speaking again.
Gwen Fox inclined his head at her, his eyes darkening.
He doesn’t leave, he just sits there.
Yolanda Taylor looked out the window for a long time before she inclined her head at him, “Gwen Fox, did you see that wedding scene the other night?”
His face sank at her words, “Didn’t see it.”
He tightened slightly, his dark eyes looking at her with pain packed inside his deep emotion.
He knew she had more to say, and he knew that what she said was bound to be a knife to his heart, but it was so rare for her to speak to him that he couldn’t help but want to hear it.
Yolanda Taylor smiled a little, her smile light and the expression on her face light.
Tilting her head to look at him, her eyes didn’t half ripple, “Oh, that’s a shame. I designed that wedding site five years ago.” As she said that, she couldn’t help but let out a laugh, “Didn’t expect it, did you? How naive I was five years ago, still thinking that I could marry you. But in the end, I was so naive that I forgot that I was just a lover who couldn’t make it to the top.”
“Dear–”
The knot in his throat rolled, and he opened his mouth with a voice that was deep and heavy as if it were clogged with something.
Yolanda Taylor looked at him, “But that’s okay, five years later I’m still setting up the wedding site I designed myself.”
She finished with a slight hook of her lips, “Too bad you didn’t see it, it was nice.”
Gwen Fox just felt the words like a stone hammer, hammering his heart over and over again, hammering him hard and desperate.
He swallowed and looked at Yolanda Taylor in front of him, and after a long time, he finally fell, “I’m sorry.”
There really didn’t seem to be anything he could say but sorry.
“Sorry?”
She grunted, “You have nothing to be sorry for, Gwen Fox, the thing about relationships is that you love me and I love you, and in the past, I was the one who was stupid. Only now, I’m not stupid.”
She said, withdrawing her eyes, the expression on her face cold a little bit.
With her sentence, Gwen Fox finally got up, “I’m going out to look at a file.”
Yolanda Taylor ignored him, not even looking at him.
When Gwen Fox finally left, Yolanda Taylor got up and walked over to the window and pushed it open.
The window was sealed on the outside, and the stopper that sealed it couldn’t be taken away without a key.
But it was better than not being able to open the window, and she stood at the window, the wind hitting her face as if she didn’t feel the cold.
Gwen Fox came back in, and she was already cold from the wind.
He went over to her and touched her with his hand, and the coldness in his palm was so startling that he hastily pulled her into his arms.
Yolanda Taylor came back to her senses, “What are you doing?”
“Are you crazy?”
He frowned, watching her face go white.
“I can’t get out, and you won’t let me look outside?”
“I said I could show you around!”
“What’s the point of staring at me like I’m a prisoner!”
She finished and walked back to the bed, she had a slight headache from the wind and didn’t want to talk.