Love You Can’t Say

He was caught off guard and I pushed him away. Instead of coming forward again, he looked at me with his eyes fixed.

The air was thick with cold, and I thought he would yell at me.

But he didn’t.

He looked at me for a long time, then turned and strode away.

I don’t know how it ended up like this. I knew he was nice and cared about me, but how did this happen?

My tears fell to the ground. Tick tock, tick tock!

Before he left the bedroom, I grabbed him from behind and said hoarsely, “Please don’t go!”

He froze and stopped where he was, letting me hold him.

“I’m sorry.” I said, burying my head on his back.

He was silent and did not speak. It was like he was waiting for me to go first.

After a long time, he took my hand around his waist and turned. “If you keep me just to say you’re sorry, you don’t have to.”

I looked at his chiseled face and we looked at each other for a long time.

He raised his hand and brushed my tousled hair behind my ear. He looked down and gave me a shallow kiss on the lips. “Leave the Gibson family alone, and the Shone family.”

I was startled and had pulled my hand away. He reached out and pulled my hands into his. “Okay?”

I had little to do with the Gibson family, and certainly not with the Shone family.

But Dennis was telling a different story than I understood. I owe it to Hank to step in if Mr. Shone and his wife needed me.

So, I couldn’t just leave them alone.

“Dennis!” I said, pulling my hand out of his. “I’m sorry.”

A thin cool air began to fill his eyes, revealing a sense of awe.

“You don’t need to say you’re sorry.” He said, with a strained note in his voice.

I sighed like a deflated ball and looked up at him and said feebly, “Dennis, let’s get a divorce!”

The truth was, it was not Hank. It was not Olivia, either. It was me and him.

He grabbed me by the shoulder with great force, his dark eyes fixed on me as though he were controlling his emotions, his lips clenched tightly. “No way!”

His voice was extremely deep and husky.

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I raised my hand and pinched my eyebrows. I felt a terrible headache.

Looking at the clothes he had scattered all over the room, I felt very upset. But I managed to pick them up.

I put them in the luggage and put everything I need to take away in the luggage.

Then I sat on my bed and booked a flight to Newton Town for the next day.

I stayed up for about two nights. I was so tired that I fell asleep quickly that night.

I thought I could sleep through the night, but I was wrong. It was about 2:00 a. m. when Dennis got back. I didn’t know when he entered the bedroom.

I was woken up by the sound of water in the bathroom, and shortly after it stopped Dennis pulled back the covers and lay down next to me.

His body was cool but dry, and his hair was wet. He put his hand around my waist. And my back pressed against his taut chest. I froze for a moment.

We were so close that I could clearly smell his hormonal scent mixed with the smell of shower gel.

I pressed my lips together, trying to get away from him. He pinned me down, put his chin on my shoulder, and said in a low voice, “Go to sleep!”

Before long, I heard his shallow breathing. So, he was asleep?

I turned over and saw that he was fast asleep with his eyes closed. His chiseled features were exceptionally handsome. Perhaps it was because he had been so tired lately that he looked haggard with dark circles around his eyes.

He seemed to sleep soundly. I raised my fingertips to rest on his nose, tracing his outline.

I winced at the faint smell of alcohol on his breath. He just took a shower, so I didn’t smell it. Now that I smell it carefully, I see that he has been drinking.

I was tired and sleepy, but I couldn’t sleep well. I woke up every few minutes.

After staying up till dawn, I fell asleep.

But I was dozing off when Dennis woke me up.

I raised my hand and tried to push him away, but he grabbed my hands.

Maybe it was morning, and he was getting more and more uncontrollable.

I was so sleepy. I opened my eyes and saw his face close to mine, his dark eyes staring at me.

I felt sick and tried to push him away. He held my hands above his head and said in a strong voice, “Don’t move!”

I pressed my lips to hide them from his lips, “Dennis…”

“Don’t make me angry. There’s no way we’re getting a divorce. You should do what a wife should do!”

I…

The phone rang, and it was Alex. He was supposed to be asking when my flight was today.

Dennis picked up the phone first and said in a very low voice, “Are you calling so early to hear how my wife and I make love?”

How… shameless he was!

Not knowing what Alex was saying on the other end of the phone, he seemed even angrier after he hung up.

…

After all this, it was almost noon.

I was a little exhausted. I didn’t sleep well, and the sex just made me even more tired.

“What were you doing in Newton Town?” He lay down beside me, his hands still touching me.

I closed my eyes and refused to pay any attention to him. I raised myself to go to the bathroom, but he held me down. “Huh?”

I pressed my lips, “I’ve got to take a bath.”

“I’ll walk you there!” He put his arms around me and he looked very serious.

“There’s no need.”

“I’ll walk you there!” There was already a note of anger in his voice.

Then he picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. He put me in the bathtub and filled me with water.

I thought he was ready to go out when he finished, but he just stood under the shower and started to take a shower.

I…