Chapter 50: Reality is always cruel

Alan Hoyle, however, seemed intent on torturing her. Instead of

showing an impatient face, he showed his patience and gentleness to

her.

Olive could only bite her own lips and try not to make a sound. She

hated herself for surrendering right now.

He used to be so desperately infatuated with this girl. Now it was like

cat's paw scratching his heart, he was enchanted, dreaming her

wandering every night. He still could be indifferent to any other

woman.

Ophelia once wondered if he had been suffering from ED because of

the stress of his job. But she did not know that he had just been in love

with a woman.

He didn't know when he started to love her, but he knew that this love

was always deep.

Alan made her experience to blind, reminding her of their past, which

she could not escape. The more she wanted to escape, the more

pressure he would give her.

His kiss was with magic, his kiss destroyed her last will. She wanted to

drown in his warm arms and never wake up again.

But at this moment, Alan moved the handkerchief over her eyes

suddenly.

Olive opened her eyes in a daze. There was still clouded with a faint

mist in front of her eyes. She looked at him in confusion.

Alan felt the moisture on the handkerchief. Did she cry?

Why was she crying?

Because he forced her? Or something he did not know?

He desperately wanted to own her both her heart and body.

This woman touched his heart, but ran away without seeing any trace.

Every time she saw him, as if she saw a stranger, he felt she acted so

real that he couldn't tell if it was true or not. He really wanted to

punished her, severely.

However, he could not, but only could refrain himself and move step by

step to seek the truth.

“Do you want me?” Alan's voice is a little husky. In fact, he wanted to

ask her if she still wanted him. How can she be so cruel? She said she

wouldn't leave him, but she had abandoned him.

Olive wanted to say she wanted him. But she shuddered when those

words of that message occurred to her. Then her father's limp legs, her

mother's sickly body and Annie's lovely smile occurred to her at the

same time.

The face, which was just in front of her, was her irresistible dream

However, she couldn't open her heart to him, but hid herself under that

thick shell.

Alan, please forgive me for protecting myself.

Olive didn't say a word to him.

Alan reached out and gently fondle her stubborn face. "It is okay. I will

wait until you say yes."

Then he let go of her, and all the shudder and the feeling of oppression

came to a sudden halt. It was like a taut string, which suddenly broke

off.

Olive looked at his calm eyes. His eyes were so firm that her heart

suddenly hurt.

In fact, she did think that she should tell him the truth about that year,

but after that, what could be changed? He got a fiancée, so what was

she? Is she his underground lover, a woman who must be hidden

forever?

She did not want to.

Love should always be upright and fair or no longer contact with each

other. She did not like sloppiness, but she also could not be wronged.

And she didn’t want Annie to be wronged like her. The Hoyles did not

welcome them.

Besides, Ophelia Meyer couldn't stand the existence of her and Annie.

They were like a thorn in her eyes.

The reality was so cruel that she could not imagine whether she he had

a future with him.

Alan held her to sit up. He picked up her clothes on the floor, lifted her

hand, put her shirt on and buttoned her buttons one by one.

Olive just froze here to allow him to put back the clothes he had taken

off from her.

Then Alan took her hand and said. "Let's go, time to see sunrise.”

Was he just letting her go for a while?

Olive followed his steps in a daze out of the tent and climbed to the

highest place of there stones. Although the weather here was not cold,

the morning air was still chill.

"Cold?" He asked.

“It is all right.” She said.

Alan reached out and pulled her into his arms. The warmness of his

chest immediately surrounded her. "Have you even seen one meter of

sunshine?”

Olive slightly startled. It was that story she had heard from someone

else's mouth and used it to deceive him. He was such a fool to believe

it.

“A long time ago, I saw a TV called One meter of sunshine. There is a

legend that on the peak of Yulong Snow Mountain

which was always filled with mist all year round. Even in the most clear

weather, it was still difficult for the sunshine to penetrate the clouds.

Every year's autumnal equinox was the day for sun and moon to be

together to give lights. Only at a special moment, there would be a

meter of sunshine here. If a couple could bathe in that brief and

precious sunshine, they could get a permanent love.” She just stood

here, listening to his words with a blank expression, as if she was just an

outsider.