In the video left by Rosalie, she didn’t say a word for blaming him from the beginning to the end. Instead, she kept apologizing to him.
He’s always the one in the dominant position between them. In contrast, she’s always the petty one who begged for his love, even a little.
Amon remembered the first time he met Rosalie. He was
sitting in the car with the windows half down, lowering his eyes and looking indifferently at Casare and her who were surrounded by a group of tra mps.
At that time, he was in the car which stopped halfway, feeling bored while waiting for the traffic light. With just a casual
glance, he saw Rosalie, who was crouching on the ground with her head in her arms, in the group of dirty tra mp s.
When he saw her looking up at him, there was a clear and
bright light in her eyes, which should not belong to such a messy environment. He was suddenly touched and shouted at those people to stop.
At that time, he didn’t know that Casare protecting Rosalie next to her, was the illegitimate son of the Yardley pack as well
as his half-brother. If he knew that Casare and Rosalie were together, he wouldn’t have helped her.
He heard from Rosalie that since he gave her financial aid, she always silently waited at the gate of the Yardleys’ place after school. All she wanted was to wait for him to come out and thanked him. However, he was always sitting in the car. He never lowered the window and gave her a look.
Later, with the objective of saying thank you to him, Rosalie studied hard to enter his school and even became his cla*smate. She slowly approached him, but he was unhappy to see her. It was because he didn’t know what actually love
meant at that time.
He only knew that there was always a girl who put breakfast in his desk every morning and rode a bicycle to follow his
car after school. She always couldn’t catch up to him after halfway. At that moment, she would smile while looking at the car which left.
When he was concentrating on painting in the studio, she would secretly stand by the window while propping her chin with one hand and looking at him holding a paintbrush in the sun.
Later, he often saw her sitting in the studio and using several kinds of paints repeatedly to draw strange shapes.
None of the students in the studio knew about painting, only Amon could tell she was talented, so he paid more attention to her.
It was probably his few glances that made her find the direction of her life. With that, she made a firm choice in studying architectural design.
Amon was indeed a person who cherished talents. When he knew that Rosalie was the little girl receiving his financial aid since she was a pup, he spent some money to hire many teachers to train her.
Indeed, Rosalie did not disappoint him. Soon, she became an architect with her talent, and even he was willing to take a backseat to her.
Rosalie once came to thank him after winning an award.
At that time, she took the initiative to hold his hand boldly. For some reason, Amon didn’t shake it off.
He even felt her hands warm, even warmer than the sun Noticing there was no refusal from him, Rosalie boldly stood on tiptoe and kissed him quickly.
Amon couldn’t make any reaction back then, but saw Rosalie confessing her feeling to him with a blushing smile after the
kiss, “Amon, I like you.”
Then, without waiting for his reply, she turned around and ran away while holding her trophy.
Right then, Amon looked at her back as he raised his hand to touch his cheek and whispered, “I can’t feel it at all, she should kiss longer next time.”
It was at that moment he fell in love with Rosalie, wasn’t it?
But he didn’t know that his feeling was called “love” then. He always thought that was just a habit.
Because Rosalie had been with him all the time, it made him feel that she would never, ever leave him.
Just like the old housekeeper who accompanied him all the time, he thought Rosalie would do the same, and that’s why he never thought of taking the initiative.
The only time he took the initiative was when he saw Casare bring the members of the royal pack to pursue Rosalie frantically. He even dragged her out of the field.
They were running on the field in the afterglow of the sunset. Everyone around them cheered for them, as if they were in
some kind of romance movie.
Amon put one hand in his pocket and snorted disdainfully. He thought Rosalie would not agree to Casare, so he didn’t take it seriously.
Until George told him that Rosalie had not come home.
Back then, Rosalie rented a house outside the campus for the convenience of painting, and if happened to be George’s
house.
Amon was afraid that it would be unsafe for Rosalie to live alone. Hence, he asked George lived next door to visit her often.
One day, George came back and saw Rosalie’s room remaining dark all the time, so he called Amon.
When Amon heard that Rosalie hadn’t gone home, he paused for a while holding the brush.
Then, the scene of Rosalie kissing Casare’s cheek while standing on tiptoe came to his mind.
He thought that he might be crazy. Rosalie liked him, how come she would kiss Casare?
He comforted himself that it was impossible.
However, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. Then, he threw away the paintbrush in anger, picked up his coat and drove to find Rosalie.
He had been looking for her all night until he saw her coming out of Casare’s house. He could feel the blood rushing all over his body all of a sudden.
He opened the car door and rushed up to them. Then, he grabbed Rosalie’s hand and asked why she came out from Casare’s house.
Rosalie was a little surprised when she saw him, but she pushed his hand away without saying a word.
That was the first time Amon felt panicked, all because of Rosalie pushing his hand away.
to leave. While gritting his teeth, he growled, “What are you hiding from?”
Rosalie lowered her head in silence. It was as if she had suddenly changed her mind and didn’t care for him at all.
Amon was very angry. He pushed her to the car door, grabbed her shoulder tightly as he lowered his head and asked her, “What did you do with Casare last night?”
His angry look made Rosalie a little unclear about his mind as she asked, “Do you really care what I’ve done with Casare?”
Amon didn’t want to listen to her nonsense as he was in a fit of anger, but the answer only, so he said, “Answer me!”
Rosalie sighed deeply and said, “Amon, I’ve been pursuing you for almost many years. I’m tired and I want to give up. Just let me go.”
Amon tightened his hands grabbing her shoulders when he heard her words, as though Rosalie would not be leaving if he held her tight.
But at last, Rosalie pushed his hand away before she turned around and left.