Chapter 205 - In Love With You! (1/2)

Quote of the day:

”Don't wait for the right time when it comes to confessing your love, because in this case, the right time is always 'too late'.” ~Mohit Sharma

Xiu was stunned for a while since he so easily and straightforwardly just told her that he was in love with her. Even though it was the most obvious thing, it still was his first time saying it upfront. And the ease and comfort in his voice sounded like it was the most normal thing to say.

Seeing her staring at him intently with a stupified expression, Darren ruffled her hair and said again, ”Why are you so shocked? I really am in love with you.”

Xiu shook her head and said, ”I'm not shocked. I just wasn't mentally prepared to hear that.”

”Eh? Why not?” questioned Darren looking into her brown eyes.

Xiu thought about it as well. Why wasn't she mentally prepared? Wasn't she supposed to? But then again, how can someone be ready to hear that confession of love? And that too from someone who has become a part of your heartbeat? Was anyone ever ready to hear those words? And that too from someone they had the same feelings for?

We all expect those words but that doesn't mean anyone is ever ready to hear them. Because no matter how much you try to prepare yourself, you'll find yourself overwhelmed. That's the magic of the word love. It makes your brain malfunction.

”Because you have been saying it indirectly for a while now. I didn't expect that you'd say it just like that,” Xiu answered.

Darren chuckled and squished her cheeks saying, ”Glad to know that you're just a little bit slow but definitely not dumb.” Xiu pouted like a kid but she knew he was referring to how she took a while to understand his secret confession through flowers. ”But I still have a bouquet of red tulips waiting for you.”

Xiu slapped his hands away from her face and rubbed her cheeks as she said, ”I don't want any more flowers. I don't like it.”

”You don't like my flowers?” Darren raised his brow at her in question.

”I love your flowers because those are from you and everything from you is precious. I'm just saying that I don't fancy flowers in general. Not a big fan,” Xiu talked about dislike without holding back.

”Why is that?”

”Every flower has it's thorns and they wither away. What's the point?” Xiu told him calmly. She took a moment before asking, ”By the way, why is there a bouquet of red tulips waiting for me now? What does it mean?”

”It means,” he kissed softly on her cheek and added, ”Sweets, I love you.”