“You ……”
Kent jerked his hand back, stroking his forehead with some reaction, “Blanche, do you know what you’re saying? You obviously don’t ……”
“That’s where we’d all get the wrong idea!” She said in a low voice, “You mistook that for a rejection, and I mistook it for you feeling troubled because you guessed how I was feeling, but we were both wrong.”
Kent still didn’t believe it and he smiled, “Actually you don’t have to force yourself, no matter what, as long as you don’t want to, I won’t force it.”
“Say another word and I’ll punch you in the face right now!”
Kent’s words made Blanche almost mad, she had taken this step, why was it his turn to stop now?
She forced him to look at her, “Kent, I’m only going to ask you one question right now.”
The man didn’t answer, he just met her gaze.
He saw clearly that the woman who had always been cold to him was looking at him with red face and gritted teeth, “Kent, I love you, don’t you!?”
Did he treat himself the same way or not?
Blanche was betting.
If his answer was ‘yes’, then they were in love and all their misunderstandings could be cleared up.
If the answer was ‘no’, then she would choose to leave him and disappear from his world.
Elena Bush was right, instead of staying by his side and continuing to struggle in pain, it would be better to learn to be free for once, and to stop being the kind of woman who pestered her that she hated.
“I ……”
Kent choked on his words, and he looked at her dumbfounded.
For a long time ……
Blanche’s heart slowly sank to the bottom, and she pulled at the corners of her mouth, flashing disappointment, “Did I get it wrong?”
What he and Vincent had said, was it really just a joke?
The long silence made her vaguely guess what was going on and she slowly withdrew her movements and resumed her seat in the driver’s seat .
She lowered her head and stroked her hair across her forehead, the strands falling to hide the emotions she was so hastily feeling at the moment.
“Are you serious?”
Overhead, the man’s voice came suddenly and she looked over uncertainly.
It was only then that Kent noticed that her eyes were already half red, and he couldn’t help but panic, “Wait …… wait, don’t rush, don’t cry, I haven’t said anything yet.”
“But you’ve already given me the answer.” She bit her lip stubbornly to keep from crying out.
“No, not ……”
Kent was in a rush, and the next second immediately wrapped her tightly into his arms, “I just didn’t know for a moment if what you said was true or not.”
Blanche stayed in his arms, having her first tantrum, and her face fell slightly, not responding for half a second.
Kent laughed lowly and the corners of his lips couldn’t help but curl into a nice smile, “Blanche, you’ve asked me today, so I’ll give you an accurate answer.”
An answer that wouldn’t leave two people guessing at each other any longer.
He cupped her cheek and spat out clearly, “Blanche, after all these years, you have long since taken up residence in my heart and no one can replace you!”
“Really?”
She clenched her bottom lip as if she were in a dream.
Kent pinched his face and it hurt a little.
Blanche finally smiled at the way he frowned, but couldn’t help but grumble at the thought of his demeanour, “Kent, in the end it’s all your fault for those unclear words you said this morning!”
If she hadn’t known that answer from Vincent, she would have been a shrinking violet for the rest of her life!
Kent felt innocent at the rebuke, “How could I have guessed that you would have misunderstood it to mean something else.”
He thought he had been clear enough in asking, but to her ears it had come across as something else.
Blanche glared at him, “You still say that!”
“Fine, fine.”
He immediately threw up his hands in surrender.
The two looked at each other and then burst out laughing again.
Kent slowly took her hand, his good-looking eyes looking at her without moving away.
Even before he said anything his palms were already sweating slightly, “Blanche…… that way, do we count as lovers already?”
“Hmm?”
She cocked her head at him and suddenly said with some bad intentions, “And what do you think?”
“I ……”
Kent clearly didn’t really know how to answer and stammered.
Blanche slapped him in the face with a grimace.
She’d taken the initiative, and he didn’t know?
“Then ……”
The man’s hand fell on her lips, remembering the touch just now hooked his lips, “Is this, just now, already counted as an answer?”
Kent had always been good looking, and every knit and smile was like an invisible seduction.
Blanche couldn’t help but cover her face again, depressed, “Kent, you’re too handsome for that!”
Don’t give away his sexy hormones after she’s confided in him!
The sound of the little woman’s complaint was particularly pleasing to Kent’s ears as he bent down and planted an unmistakable kiss on her pink lips, “So should I thank my mother for my good looks?”
“!!!”
Her eyes rounded as the man arched his eyes and brushed his fingertips against her seductive red lips, “That’s my answer too, so you’re already mine, no more fooling around, understand?”
“When have I ever been a womanizer? You’ve always been the one who’s had the most sex, haven’t you?” Blanche was speechless.
The man shook his head disapprovingly and just looked at her deeply, “That’s just your low emotional intelligence!”
Blanche gave him an after glance, “Then with all due respect sir Lewis your emotional intelligence is not high either, if it was high you wouldn’t have been unable to read my mind all these years!”
It was clear that Dean and Elena Bush could see right through her heart at a glance.
“Oh?”
Instead of being annoyed, Kent looked at her meaningfully, “So, you’re admitting that you’ve long had thoughts about me that you shouldn’t have?”
The man laughed with a smirk, and his arms tightened around her waist, as if to prevent her from escaping.
Blanche was dumbfounded, not expecting him to mention it at all.
Kent laughed lowly, his whole chest churning, and even Blanche sensed his mood, her red lips curving up in an unconscious curve.
“Blanche, I’m happy.”
She was willing to take that step out of her world, and if it hadn’t been for her, he thought he might have been misunderstood ……
Blanche snuggled into his arms, her face flushed.
Half a dozen times, she responded in a muffled whisper, “Me too ……”
They were in touch with each other’s hearts, and that was by and large the thing that made her happiest in the world ……