Chapter 9 Let It Out

Outside the bar, it began to drizzle. The fragrance of leaves mixed with soil made her feel very comfortable. Leah took a deep breath of fresh air. She was almost suffocated just now.

In the past two years, she had thought that she was very happy. Even if he had been cold to her sometimes, she had waited for his proposal in the end. But why did this happen now?

Seeing that Bonnie was standing beside a flower pool by the roadside, [穆瑾瑜] trembled slightly. He knew that she was crying. The rain was getting heavier, and Bonnie's thin figure looked even more lonely.

Suddenly, Bonnie felt that the rain stopped. She looked up and found [穆瑾瑜] standing beside her with an umbrella in her hand. A warm current coursed through her heart.

"That kind of man doesn't deserve your tears." Lucian said coldly.

"I'm not crying for him, but for my efforts in the past two years." Leah wiped her tears.

"Sometimes, there is no return for what you have done. You should feel lucky to see a person clearly in two years." Lucian looked at the cars coming and going and said in a low voice.

Leah fixed her eyes on the man in front of her. The lamplight at the roadside shone on his face, making him look particularly hazy.

"Mr. Lucian, I want to go home. I'm tired." What happened today was too sudden for her to bear.

"Let me drive you home."

After Lucian drove away, a man wearing a peaked cap came out from behind the tree, looked at the photo taken by the camera and smiled wickedly.

As soon as she got home, Leah went into the bathroom. She stood under the shower head, with water flowing quickly on her face.

In the past two years, she had just made up a dream for herself. She could feel that Charlie was indifferent to her, but she still lied to herself. She just wanted a family. Was it so difficult?

Maybe she didn't deserve a home.

An hour later, Leah came out of the bathroom. Her wet hair fell over her shoulders casually, and water dripped from her neck and shoulders to her pajamas. She looked pure and charming.

Leah wiped her hair with a towel. There was no hair dryer at home. If she slept with her hair wet tonight, she would have a headache tomorrow.

She lay on the bed, thinking about the betrayal of Charlie, and her hair was wet. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

"Tinkle..." Someone sent her a message.

Leah picked up her phone. It was from Lucian.

"Are you asleep?"

"No." Leah replied.

"If you are sleepy, then go to sleep. If you are not sleepy, I will accompany you."

Tears welled up in Leah's eyes. She didn't understand why he was so good to her.

"Mr. Lucian, why are you so good to me?"

Lucian was slouching in his pajamas. Sitting on the cane chair on the balcony, he took a sip of red wine and looked at the words on the screen of his mobile phone. He couldn't help but smile. Was this woman so easy to satisfy?

"Shouldn't I care about the employees' psychological problems?" Lucian raised her eyebrows and sent the message.

Looking at the message from him, Leah felt depressed. He texted the employees at eleven o'clock in the evening to care about their psychological problems. Mr. Lucian, what the hell did you want to do?

"Do you want to go out to vent your anger?" Lucian sent another message.

"I have to go to work tomorrow."

"I give you a break. You will be paid as usual."

Leah thought for a while and said, "okay."

Half an hour later, Lucian arrived at Leah's house in his Cadillac.

The Boss explained that they should keep a low profile tonight.

'Mr. Lucian, are you sure you want to keep a low profile?'

Leah was furious.

But tonight was indeed very low-key. In the dark night, the car was black, and even Lucian was dressed in black casual clothes.

"Why is your hair wet?" Lucian frowned.

"I just washed myself. There is no hair dryer at home." Leah answered indifferently.

Pursing his lips, Lucian drove to the largest exclusive electric appliance store in the city. After a while, he came out with a hairdryer that could both charge and connect electricity.

"Dry it. You'll catch a cold." Lucian handed the hair dryer to Leah.

"Okay."

On the way, Leah kept silent. While drying her hair, she looked at the shadow of Lucian through the window. She felt that this arrogant boss was not that difficult to get close to.

The car stopped in front of a bowling gym. It was already eleven o'clock, but the door was still open.

"I can't play bowling." Leah was both surprised and embarrassed.

"It's okay. Let me teach you."

Hearing this, Leah was surprised and flattered.

"Let's go." Lucian naturally took her hand and went into the bowling hall.

Leah felt that her arms were stiff and her mind was blank for a moment. She just let a warm hand hold her.

After entering the club, Leah found that there was no one but several waiters in the club. When they saw Lucian, they quickly prepared the equipment and left in a hurry. For a moment, the bowling club was empty and frightening.

"I like peace." Lucian loosened his grip and picked up a bowling ball.

Looking at the calm look on Lucian's face, Lucian asked, "is it because the door is about to close that there are fewer people here?"

"It won't close tonight." Lucian skillfully played the ball and poured all the bottles.

How could it close after he booked the whole restaurant.

"Why?" Leah was confused.

"Don't think too much. Let me teach you how to play." Lucian handed a ball to Leah.

"Okay." Leah came to herself.

"The bottle in front of us is Charlie. He betrayed you. If you knock them down, you will win."

Leah squinted her almond eyes, itching to have a try.

"Let me teach you how to hold the ball." Lucian walked to Leah, gently held her hand and taught her how to hold the ball.

A faint fragrance of lavender refreshed Leah. Leah lost in her mind. He had just taken a bath, but Mr. Lucian used a bath cream with the fragrance of lavender. It smelt so good.

Seeing that the little woman in front of her was absent-minded, Lucian patted the dazed little head with his left hand and said, "listen carefully."

"Okay."

After the introduction, Leah walked valiantly to the golf track, while Lucian stood aside, with her hands in her pockets, quietly watching.

After all, the newbie was a newbie. She didn't even hit a ball bottle when she threw a ball. Leah was not discouraged and continued to serve, but more than twenty times in a row, either she didn't hit at all, or she just hit one ball.

Leah looked at Lucian with a sad face. Lucian raised her eyebrows and looked at her as if she was a fool.

But he liked it.

"Calm down. Don't think about anything else when you play. Just think about your goal." Lucian tried to comfort her.

Leah closed her eyes and went through everything that happened today. Then she took a deep breath and stopped thinking about those things.

Leah watched the ball on the lane nervously, while Lucian stood aside and stared at it seriously.

"Bang!" The ten bottles were knocked down.

"Yeah." Looking at the downpour bottles, Leah was so excited that she hugged Lucian unconsciously.

The soft and fragrant body suddenly approached Lucian. Lucian was stunned for a moment. He slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket and held her soft waist.

Feeling the warmth on her waist, Leah came to her senses in an instant. She hurriedly broke away from Lucian's arms and said, "I'm sorry."

"Nothing." Seeing the fragrance in his arms far away from him, Lucian couldn't help but feel annoyed, but he still smiled at the excited little face.

Leah looked at her watch. It was already half past two in the morning.

"Mr. Lucian, thank you. It's late. Let's go back."

"Okay."

When they walked out of the bowling hall, there was no one on the road. It was a little cold at night in Wilson City, so Leah couldn't help but shiver.

"Get in the car." Looking at Leah's thin body, Lucian opened the door for her.

"Are you happy tonight?" Lucian got in the car and was about to drive.

"Yes, I am."

Lucian looked at her satisfied face and smiled. As long as she was happy.

Although the bowling didn't seem to be fierce, Leah was really tired after a night. She leaned against the seat and fell asleep.

Lucian slowed down. There were few cars on the road, and the street lights lit up the lonely street.

Lucian parked the car downstairs of Leah's house. Looking at her sleeping face, he felt warm in his heart and slowly touched her sleeping face.

The dim light made her feel warm.

Leah moved a little. She didn't sleep well and felt that someone was touching her face. She opened her eyes in a daze. Lucian immediately withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened just now.

"I'm already at the door. Mr. Lucian, I'm going upstairs. I'm so sleepy. You can go back and have a rest." Leah shook her head, trying to sober herself up.

"Okay."

Leah got off the car slowly and went upstairs. Lucian didn't leave until he saw that the light in her room was on and then turned off.