LOVE COMING FROM THE LEAST EXPECTED - Season 2 Episode 50

“Don’t… I’m tired. I don’t think I can move anymore…” Christopher was lying on top of me as I tried to push him off. However, I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even lift my hands.

“You don’t need to move. All you have to do is moan. Come on, stop biting your lip. I like listening to you moan.” His tongue traced a trail from my cheek to the corner of my eye, licking my teardrop away. The whole time he kept whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

“Don’t… I’m really tired… I just want to sleep…”

“Go ahead and sleep then. I’ll be gone for the next three days, so I need to have my fill of you now. It’s tough to sleep in a bed alone, you know…” Christopher said as he continued to seduce me. “Do you know that you sound like a cat? I love to hear it.”

Not being able to fight off the fatigue any longer, I succumbed to the darkness. I was actually quite ashamed of passing out during coitus. By the time I woke up, Christopher had already left.

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However, he did not leave without saying anything, for when I was still sleeping soundly in the morning, I could hear him saying in my ear, “I’m leaving now. Aren’t you going to get up to send me off? Hey, wake up, sleepyhead.”

I could vaguely recall that I had retorted by saying, “I’m tired because of you. It’s weird how you did all the work, but I was the one who ended up feeling tired. Next time, I’ll be the one who’ll tire you out instead.”

Hearing that, Christopher burst out laughing as he ruffled my hair. “I’ll hold you to it then. Next time, I’ll lie still, and you do the work. Don’t go back on your words now, you hear?”

I was so embarrassed by what I said that I had the urge to dig a hole and hide. I was sure that the next time, Christopher would devour me whole.

My legs were so weak that I could hardly stand, but I managed to gather enough strength to go to the bathroom to wash up. After splashing my face with cold water, I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. My face flushed when I saw the love marks all over my body.

I could feel my face heating up when I thought back to how intense our lovemaking session was.

Feeling a little hungry, I went to the refrigerator to get myself something to eat. I took out the bread from the refrigerator and just before I could eat it, I saw a sticky note on the bread. On it was Christopher’s flamboyant handwriting.

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“Eat something more nutritious, please. Now put the bread back where you took it.”

I looked at the bread, then back at the note. I shrugged and put the bread back into the refrigerator. I thought I would drink some milk instead. But then, I saw a sticky note on the milk bottle too.

“Why don’t you look in the pot, silly? I made you breakfast, and it’s warm in the pot. Don’t you dare drink cold milk on an empty stomach. Otherwise, you’re gonna get a spanking from me.”

I was stunned for a moment before I burst out laughing and covered my mouth with my hand.

Christopher knew me inside out, including my daily routines. I walked to the stove, opened the lid, and saw a bowl of oatmeal. There was also a plate of fried egg and bacon. I smiled as a warm and fuzzy feeling surged within me.

I dished out the ready-made breakfast and sat at the table to enjoy the delicious oatmeal paired with soft fried egg and bacon. It was so tasty that I wolfed it down in one go before smiling with satisfaction.

After breakfast, I changed my clothes and packed my bag for work. Just when I was about to leave for work, I heard the sound of a mobile phone ringing in the room. It rang for a while, but when I fished out my mobile phone from my bag, I could see that the screen was blank.

That’s weird. I definitely heard a phone ringing. Am I hallucinating? As I walked to the door, I heard the sound of a phone ringing again. I looked around the room and finally found Christopher’s phone from under the couch.

I had a vague memory of a phone ringing during our intense lovemaking last night. I did urge Christopher to answer it, but he threw the phone under the bed instead. It turned out that Christopher had forgotten to take his phone with him when he left.

Initially, I had no intention to see who was contacting him. But there was an incoming text message, and it popped up on the screen. It was a message from Crystal, and it read: I’ll meet you at Moon Village Restaurant. See you there.