Chapter 332 (1/2)

Aware of the side of the man when the sky is bright, quietly up.

I didn't wake up.

I don't know how long later, the sky in the gap of the curtain is still not as bright as it should be in the early morning. Sleepy, I grope to put on my underwear, get out of bed barefoot, come to the window and open the curtain of the French window. In front of me is a gloomy scene of drizzle.

The sky, the lake and the city buildings on the other side are shrouded in this gloom.

The mood did not become gloomy, but enjoyed it.

A chill came.

Facing the cold breath, I went out of the bedroom and leaned on the balcony railing to look around, not worried about being seen.

This is a villa on Mercer Island in the middle of Lake Washington. It's located in Seattle. It's more than two acres of luxury house. It's surrounded by green trees. The city on the other side of the lake is also covered by rain.

When I majored in advertising and art in University, I didn't write for a long time, but I had an impulse to draw the scenery around me.

I don't belong to myself.

A 33 year old woman, who doesn't feel she's getting old, is feeling frustrated.

I wish I had such a house of my own.

Just like the fantasy when I left the campus, I created my own advertising company, owned a beautiful house, free from material constraints.

Then, there is the gap between ideal and reality.

At school, she was the cheerleader, the queen of Homecoming Day, the envy of girls and the target of boys.

Into society, all of a sudden nothing.

Think of yesterday afternoon, heard that little man so naturally invited, feel that he is too overbearing, but not much resistance.

Should be some yearning.

Yearning for a world that I have never touched.

So, after finishing work, I went home to change my clothes. When a car came to pick her up, I sat on it and imagined what would happen next night.

The result is still beyond her imagination.

Dinner was eaten on his Boeing 767. I had never experienced it before, and I even felt a bit fantastic.

A very luxurious plane.

I didn't feel much flaunt from him.

Or, the young man who has already been enveloped in too many auras does not need to show off any more.

It's just natural.

It's like, well, he takes it for granted when he ”invites” himself.

It's like the whole of Hollywood is his.

He is the king.

You can take whatever you want.

In the face of the king's request, she didn't even have the courage to be reserved.

After dinner, the plane landed in Seattle at night.

The airport is in Langton city on the South Bank of the great lake. After leaving the airport, board a speedboat nearby, cross Lake Washington, and then enter the mansion.

It's kind of like coming home from work.

However, it's not the kind of driving on the congested road for two hours and coming home tired.

It's smooth.

Though.

Well, it's thousands of miles away from Los Angeles.

Thinking wildly, a thick Cotton Bathrobe suddenly wrapped around her.

Turn around, is the man's genial smile.

Let the whole body be wrapped in the bathrobe, he took the waist, hesitated, originally slightly backward, she leaned forward, in the man's lips to kiss, said: ”good morning.”

”Good morning,” Simon said, looking at the woman whose brown hair had been soaked by the rain. ”I don't want to disturb you to see the scenery, but believe me, the cold is not good at all.”

”It's beautiful here.” She answered, not knowing whether it was an explanation or something else. She paused, looked into the man's eyes and said, ”well, what are we going to do today?”

”Breakfast first, then back to Los Angeles.”

”Ah?”

Simon said patiently, ”I'm sorry, but I'm very busy. I'm afraid I can't spend the weekend with you.”

I would like to say that I can spend the weekend here alone.

It's just that it seems a bit abrupt.

He nodded obediently.

Simon looked at the woman's wet hair and said, ”I'd better take a bath first. Don't really catch a cold. I'll wait for you downstairs.”

He was pulled away from the terrace by a man and entered the bathroom. When he closed the door, he finally summoned up courage and asked, ”would you like to come with me?”

Simon smiles, shakes his head and reaches out to help the woman with the bathroom door.

More than half an hour later, Sheila ward walked out of the bedroom. She was already wearing yesterday's black coat and corset skirt, which showed her figure.

It's easy for a man to be deterred by a woman wearing black. She wore black on purpose yesterday.

It doesn't work for him. Men still seem to like it.Stroking the handrail of the stairs, he walked down the stairs and looked around curiously.

Downstairs, I saw a young girl in a light blue professional suit tidying up the sofa in the living room. Noticing her appearance, the girl politely said, ”good morning, Ms. ward.”

As if nothing had happened, he took back his hand and nodded in response: ”good morning, B.”

This is one of the stewardesses on his private plane. She is blonde, tall and young. He calls her ”B” and another is ”a”. Last night, the man introduced her casually. In fact, it's Becky and Alison. He seems to like this simple name.

I don't know if there are ”C” and ”d”.

There should be.