“Scarlett, come out and say something.”
Raylan followed up with another comment.
Those words were addressed to Peter.
At the end of the sentence, Raylan seemed certain that Peter would not barge in, so he walked straight out around him.
And Peter stood stiffly in place for ten seconds before turning around and going out.
Only Hank’s gaze fell on the door of the room, his eyes complicated and deep.
This is probably the first time in many years of knowing Adriana that I admire Adriana so much and appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.
He knows that last night was a day of torture for Adriana, and he knows the consequences if the truth is revealed.
But in order not to delay Peter’s treatment, she actually resorted to such a tactic, completely disregarding whether Peter would turn his back on her or hate her.
That kind of courage and spirit, he was ashamed of himself.
Raylan and Peter walked outside, standing outside the courtyard, Raylan stopped in his tracks, left hand holding a cigarette into his lips, a cold smile, “I thought, this life can not get her.”
Peter: “…”
Not a word was said.
“Peter, you can’t blame Adri. we’re all adults, it’s normal for men to love women and for each to have their own needs. But I have to say, she really loves you, even when she does it she calls your name … Well …”
Raylan sentence just speaks, Peter a fist hit him hard in the abdomen.
He ate the pain, bowed in pain, took a few steps back and leaned against the wall.
Peter’s eyes narrowed slightly, his thick ink sword brows knitted, and his hawk-like gaze stared straight at him.
If eyes could kill, Raylan would have died no less than 10, 000 times.
Eventually, he said nothing, stepped away and got into his car.
Hank gave Raylan a meaningful look and followed him to the car.
The two cars start and turn around to leave.
Hank drove while looking at Peter out of the corner of his eye, and seeing his gloomy face, he said, “Boss, this … is although I am a man and feel that I cannot tolerate this kind of thing. But … sister-in-law must be worried about your body before …”
He kept talking, but Peter didn’t answer.
Only when his eyes were fixed on the rearview mirror and Raylan’s figure was not visible in the rearview mirror, he said, “Stop the car.”
“Huh?”
“Stop the car.”
“Oh.”
Hank slowly stopped the car, Peter pushed open the door and got out directly, closing the door with the words, “Keep going, don’t stop.”
“Yes.”
Hank nodded his head and started the sedan and kept going.
But the heart drifted to the quadrangle there, afraid that the boss now kill back will expose the truth.
He took his cell phone and called Raylan. It was off.
Called Adriana, still off.
That moment was as complicated and tense as anyone’s.
And Peter got out of the car, trotted all the way to the quadrangle, once again over the wall, leaping into the courtyard, quietly walked to the bedroom window, through the curtains that a gap to take a look.
“Gee, Raylan, I’m so tired, can we please stop.”
In the bedroom, the little woman lay in bed with Raylan on top, wrapped in bedding, and he reached up and pinched her nose, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
The little woman’s delicate whinnying wooing, the word ‘to’ elongated voice, a double entendre.
“Do you think I’ll let you off the hook? Don’t forget whose name you were calling last night.”
“What, you’re not happy, Raylan, we’re both adults, we’re just taking what we need, and if honey wasn’t in bad health right now, I wouldn’t have to call you.”
“Heh, you also said that we are taking what we need. But you’re too bold, aren’t you afraid Peter will find out?”
“He? Honey gets sick yesterday of every month, and now that he’s taking care of himself, where would he care about me? Besides, he doesn’t want me to see him in a sorry state.”
Adriana said, while wrapping her arms around Raylan’s neck outside of the bedding, and at times, with one hand free, she gently rubbed Raylan’s cheek, “Do you want more? So much nonsense. This time, I’m on top!”
She said, wrapping her arms around Raylan’s hand to make a strong effort to get up, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not get up.
As they were covered with bedding, Raylan put his arms around her waist and helped her up.
Adriana obediently pressed a soft kiss to his lips, but out of the corner of her eye she glanced out the window.
Only when she saw the black shadow disappear, she let go of the hand that was circling Raylan’s neck.
Raylan also released his hand, and Adriana’s body went limp and fell straight to the bed, closing her eyes and smiling bitterly.
Laughing and smiling, tears came to my eyes.
In fact, Raylan is kneeling beside Adriana, only to misplace the visual difference to make people believe that the two are engaged in some kind of movement between them.
He looked down at the woman lying on the bed, fully clothed, except that she was wearing a thermal undershirt on top, so from other angles she looked as if she had no clothes on her bare arms.
Raylan did not say anything, quietly listening to the loud noise outside, until the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away he asked, “How do you know he will come back?”
“Because … honey trusts me too much.”
Yes, too much trust, that’s why the scene Peter saw when he first came in made him feel suspicious.
That’s why Adriana, expecting him to come back, continued to play gameswith Raylan.
“Then why do you think he won’t come in?”
“Love me enough to give me dignity.”
Adriana speaks concisely.
Only the voice is weak and feeble, flabby, completely without the harshness and momentum of that moment of speech just now.
Raylan lifted the bedding and got out of bed, before covering Adriana with it, “You get some rest, he shouldn’t be coming back.”
“Hmm.”
Adriana responded.
Raylan walked out, and when she reached the bedroom door, Adriana opened her eyes and said, “Raylan, thank you.”
She owes Raylan so much, so much that she may not be able to repay it in this lifetime.
Bang–
The door to the room closed softly and Raylan walked out of the bedroom without saying anything.
Adriana was lying quietly alone in bed.
There is no place in the body that doesn’t hurt, even the heart is vaguely flushed with convulsive pain.
She wondered what Peter would be feeling at this moment, what he would do? And what would he think?
Thinking about it, she couldn’t imagine what kind of mentality Peter would be in.
Finally, thinking about it, I fell asleep.
Waiting to wake up again was awakened by Raylan.
“I made you soup, get up and drink some.”
Raylan, knowing that Adriana was now weak to the extreme, helped the man directly to his feet, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and passed it to his mouth.
“Open your mouth.”
Taking good care of Adriana with the utmost tenderness.
Adriana’s eyes dropped, looking at the soup in the spoon, inexplicably remembering Peter, who had always made the soup for her before.
After this, I wonder if Peter will still be willing to make soup for her?
Adriana wanted her body to recover in a hurry, so she didn’t make a pretense of refusing, but bowed her head and took a sip of the soup, “It tastes good.”
“How does it compare to him?”
That ‘he’, naturally, is Peter.
“Each has its own characteristics.”