I really can't understand what Athan Buffay is doing right now. Ever since I saw him again, there was a dangerous vibe about him all the time, which makes me feel unfamiliar and terrified. The Athan I knew was a gentle person, powerful but considerate, who always took care of my emotions. But the man in front of me was unpredictable and puzzling.
His body was so close to mine that he would stick to my body just a little further. We kept a distance as thin as a piece of paper, facing each other.
I no longer bother to guess his motives, I just want to get out of here quickly.
“Mr. Buffay, don’t forget you are getting engaged with someone soon, you should consider your behavior.” I tilted my head and warned in a low voice.
He leaned back a little, raised his eyebrows in surprise, “You’ve met Emma?”
I turned my head and met his eyes, “why, are you surprised?”
“No love, I’m glad you have,” he laughed, his fingers wrapped around my hair, “is that why you are being so pouty, cause you are jealous?”
I laughed: “Mr. Buffay, you are overly concerned, your fiancée is a nice person, and I wish you happiness.”
He leaned forward, stared at me as if to see through my soul: "Don't you think it's a pity? If you didn't leave me, the person who got engaged to me might be you."
A nameless fire surged up, what did he mean now, did he deliberately make me angry? Or was he just so sure I would be jealous? He knew that I already knew everything, but he still treated me so ambiguous, was it because he also regarded me as his lover, just like everyone thought?
I pushed him away with all my strength, "Mr. Buffay, please respect yourself, there is nothing between us anymore."
“Liar,” He sighed, and smiled again, “but don’t worry, I won’t give you another chance to run away from me again, so we have plenty of time. I’m just glad that I get to bond with Mike and Lily.”
Was that a threat? I got goosebumps right away.
“Don’t you dare threaten me with my children!” I stared at him.
Seeing that I was finally angry, he smiled contentedly.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath around my neck, then opened his eyes, his eyes were bright: "Your scent is getting stronger and stronger, my love, everything will be different very soon…"
I was stunned, his words were puzzling. What did he mean?
However, Athan Buffay had no intention of explaining himself, his fingers slid across the back of my hand and quickly pulled away. He walked away steadily and quickly, without any hesitation, and soon his figure disappeared in the corridor.
I leaned against the wall breathing heavily, and I was stiff. It was just a conversation, but I felt like I was drowning the whole time. I only could reach the fresh air again when he had left, but it was still filled with his warmth and scent.
It's like the feeling of rejoicing when the prey being targeted by the hunter is suddenly released. However, the hunter would never let the prey leave. If he did, then he might be just fooling with it.
This sense of insecurity almost swallowed me up, as if something upheaval was waiting for me, and it was unstoppable…
That night, I had a dream again. But this time it was a mess. On second I was running away from a wolf, and the next second I became the wolf myself. I ran fast, and the feeling of freedom fascinated me. Soon I ran through the bushes to a field. I smelled a burst of flowers, and behind me was a lavender field. I walked over involuntarily, and a tall figure stood among them. I approached him slowly, trying to see what he looked like. But when I was about to touch him, he disappeared…
The next morning, when I walked into Lily's room, she was still asleep. I stroked her lovely face, and my heart finally settled down. As long as I'm with my kids, nothing can bring me down. "Mummy, you're here!" Lily rubbed her eyes and threw herself into my arms, then she looked up at the door: "Where's that person? Will he come today?"
“Which one, sweetheart?”
“The pretty guy who told me stories! He said he will come and visit me today.” Lily pouted and said: “mommy, when will he be here?”
I just realized that the person Lily was talking about was Athan Buffay. How did he get my daughter to like him so much?
I coughed awkwardly, "I don't know, maybe."
"Okay...Mommy, your phone is ringing." Lily lowered her head in disappointment and lay back in my arms.
I took out my phone, and it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello?"
"Which hospital are you in?"
"...Jack? Shouldn't you be in recovery?"
"Katherine, why didn’t you tell me that Lily got injured? Give me the address now!”
Half an hour later, Jack arrived at Lily's ward. He looked skinnier but healthier, but before I could reminisce with him, the hairs all over my body stood up. I sensed a powerful aura!
There was an angry man standing outside the door - my father Luther Green! His eyes were blood red and he was staring at me.
"Jack, take Lily and get out, now!"