The Day He Matured

In the days that followed, I had to fight psychologically so that I wouldn’t soften my heart because of that sparkling diamond.

I would be angry to death if I became the lover, even the wife of Brian, while he still gave his heart to other girls.

Love and marriage are sacred to me. I don’t want to share my man with anyone.

I can ignore his past, but I cannot forgive him if he repeats it in the future.

Brian regularly texts me every morning and evening. He only asked questions like: Have you eaten or not? What are you doing? Has my mother come home yet?

Such simple sentences make my heart flutter.

This afternoon, I felt my stomach was a little uncomfortable, so I cooked minced meat porridge. Every time I eat this dish, it reminds me of my childhood days with my parents.

This is the dish that my mother still cooks for me when I’m sick and doesn’t want to eat rice.

I had just finished half a bowl of porridge when the phone rang.

Seeing that the person’s name was Brian, I quickly picked up the phone.

It’s midnight in America right now. If he had nothing important to do, he would be asleep. The feeling of anxiety made my heart almost stop beating.

“I’m listening.”

“What are you doing?”

“Ah. I’m having lunch.” I breathed a sigh of relief because I realized he was okay because his voice was still very strong.

“Why are you having lunch so late? A lot of work?”

“No. Because I work less, I don’t feel hungry. But… you haven’t slept yet? Do you have insomnia?”

“I stayed up late to work and suddenly remembered the girl who used to bring me milk and cake.”

Brian’s words made my face red, and my body numb even though we were half a world apart.

He can’t see me and I can’t see him, but why do I feel like he’s looking at me with passionate, bewitching eyes?

“Your grandfather’s house has a lot of servants. You tell them to prepare a late-night meal.” I quickly adjusted my emotions and spoke.

“I’m staying at the hotel. No one is serving me.”

Brian spoke quite slowly. I could clearly hear the clatter of typing in my ears as he finished speaking.

“Call the hotel staff.”

“It’s late, I don’t want to bother them.”

“Do you also think about others? It seems you only like to annoy me.”

“Right.”

“Right?”

“Right.”

Oh my god, why do I expect this guy to change and mature? Basically hopeless. Brian will never turn into the role model that I desire.

And once he can’t change, we can’t be together. I didn’t have the courage to step on a road that I knew would have many potholes.

“I see, because I’m your servant, right?”

I was so fed up that I didn’t need to keep the image anymore but asked while continuing to eat.

I purposely made a crackling sound when chewing so that it would reach the busy man’s ear in the United States.

If I knew in advance that I and Brian would not go anywhere together, I would rather show him all my bad habits to make him loathe me and give up teasing and flirting with me.

After all, I am a girl and I am weak, both physically and emotionally.

I am afraid that I will fall into this muddy love pool if he persists in pursuing me.

“Does any master give a diamond ring to a servant?” His voice was sharp.

“It’s you. Ah, someone came to deliver. Please hang up the phone. Good night. Goodbye.”

Before he could hang up the phone, I hung up my phone first.

He’s right, nobody gives a diamond ring to a servant. Furthermore, it was a large diamond worth two hundred fifty thousand dollars.

That’s why I’m stuck between faith and doubt. Does he really love me? Does he really want to marry me? Is he willing to live differently because of me? Will he accept that his heart contains only my shadow?

Looking down at my empty finger, I laughed sarcastically.

I should return that expensive ring to him. Maybe he thought that I agreed to be his shadow lover when I accepted his gift.

Carrying my wandering thoughts, I do housework like a sleepwalker. Fortunately, I didn’t damage anything and I didn’t fall down the stairs either.

Even if I dream, I have never dreamed that one day I will fall in love with the bad boy, Brian.

After more than a week, the scenes when Brian and I were intertwined, demanding each other’s bodies continuously appeared in my mind.

All the memories are both like a dream and like reality, not so clear, but those little pieces of memory made me think about him more.

Afternoon gradually fell and when the sun disappeared behind the tall buildings, Mrs. Alina also returned.

Although the smile was always on her heart-shaped lips, I could see the tired look on her beautiful face.

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Martin once told me that as long as Brian glanced at the girls or smiled at them, they fell in love with him; they didn’t care how high his social status was and how much money he had.

Dinner was just the two of us, but the atmosphere was warm. I feel that Mrs. Alina was very happy when Brian accepted to come to America to visit his grandfather.

“Are you tired? After eating, I will give you a massage.” I stopped my chopsticks and spoke up when I saw her raise her shoulders slightly.

“Uh. Today I sit all day to sign documents, records. There’s a lot of work to do at the end of the year. Brian went to America, but he also carried a lot of work with him.”

I guess Mrs. Alina misses her son, just as Brian misses her.

I don’t know if he calls her often, but the fact that he always asks me about his mother’s departure and return time is enough to prove his love for her.

After eating, I quickly cleaned up and went to the living room to give my beautiful and kind mistress a massage.

I and she are the mistress and maidservant, but if outsiders look in, they will see that the two of us are more like mother and daughter, there is absolutely no distance.

“Do you feel comfortable?” I asked while massaging her shoulder.

“Yes, very comfortable. My son only takes on external tasks, and there is no hope in things like this.” Her voice carried a hint of laughter and a hint of reproach.

“When Brian gets married, your daughter-in-law will take care of you. The daughter-in-law is like a daughter.” I happily said.

“Yeah, I hope so too. I hope that after this trip, he and Hellen can resume their unfinished love.”

At this moment, my heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, causing me both pain and disappointment.

Turns out, Hellen and Brian used to love each other. No wonder he used her picture as his desktop background.

Perhaps his heart has been placed in her, so he is not honest with anyone, only dating to find joy and now he is returning to the old place, finding his old lover.

Turns out, I daydreamed too much. What am I still looking forward to? Why did I suddenly forget that the place he went to is where Hellen lives?

“It turns out that supermodel Hellen is his ex-girlfriend.” I tried to suppress my sadness and said.

“Yeah, the two of them have been in love since they were in college. After graduating, Hellen broke up with Brian because she wanted to focus on her career. At that time, she was young and naive, living only for passion, but now that she is an adult, she realizes what is important. She wants to get back with my son.” Mrs. Alina smiled, her voice full of satisfaction.

Is that so? First love is the most beautiful and most unforgettable love. Perhaps it was because of Hellen’s suggestion that Brian broke up with Naomi and accepted his mother’s request and immediately flew there.

Since I entered this villa, I have never seen him visit his grandfather, just hanging around in this country. And sometimes he and his girlfriends fly to Singapore, Thailand, or Dubai to travel and combine work.

Next, Mrs. Alina told me about Hellen’s background. Modeling is a profession that she is passionate about, but in the future, she will replace her father to run A&T company, a famous home appliance manufacturing company in California.

“Hellen is very loved by Brian’s grandfather. He really hoped that the two of them would reunite and get married soon. In the past, when Brian’s grandfather started a business, Hellen’s grandfather helped him a lot, both financially and in relationships. In the end, Hana Corporation has risen like a kite in the wind, far ahead of A&T company.”

After she finished speaking, she took my hand, motioned for me to stop, and then gently stood up and walked leisurely to the bedroom.

A quiet space enveloped me, the shimmering light of the chandelier on the ceiling helped me realize my current position.

Rich men like him would often marry rich girls, if not for the sake of strengthening the position between the two families, then for the favor of the past.

What do I have? I can’t help him, and his family doesn’t owe my family any favors.