The Unexpected Discovery Of Love 129 I'll Try

She couldn't really blame him, she had been so selfish, she wondered if he would forgive her. Thinking back she had done a lot of things, acted so selfishly that she wasn't sure he would return to her.

She got jealous if he spoke to a lady but she told her friends he was her brother. Recalling he asked why he loved her, her eyes began to itch.

By 9 PM, the doors opened. "Why are you sitting on the floor?" He asked.

Kim hurriedly got up, "I was waiting for you."

She noticed the water dripping from his hair, his clothes were wet too.

"You don't have to do that," His husky voice sounded. He had returned to how he formerly was. There was no trace of sadness or anger. She felt relieved because he wasn't angry, then anxious, it was better he yelled at her than act this way. It was unnerving.

"I'm sorry," she said, her head hanging low.

He walked into the house. She trailed after him. Carl got into the closet to change his wet clothes before returning to the bedroom.

When she looked at him, she was startled. His eyes were lifeless, like the first time they met.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't…."

Carl interrupted her, "Saying sorry, doesn't change the fact that you hurt me and I can't force you to reciprocate my feelings either, so I'll let go of you."

"No, Carl listen, I just didn't want them to know I'm living with a man." She tried to explain or justify her wrong.

"I see…." He said nodding, "You're ashamed of people finding out…."

Kim went forward to hold his hands but he pulled back, not wanting to be touched by her anymore.

"Do you like him that much?"

"What?"

"Sean… I can't help but think he's the reason. If not, you were comfortable telling others we are married."

The truth was that that video kept replaying in his head. He tried not to bring Sean into their conversation but he was curious. He wanted to know their relationship.

"That's different, they're strangers… besides we're not really married." Kim argued.

"Then, what exactly are your feelings for me?"

The calmness in his voice, made her even more uncomfortable.

"I… don't know." She stuttered. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

He ran his elegant fingers through his hair, it was taking everything in him not to kick her out of the room. Her explanation did not make him feel any better.

"Then what do you know?" He inquired.

"I know.. I like it when you kiss me, when you touch me, when you smile at me…"

With each word, she moved forward, her hands seeking for contact.

"From what you say, I feel it's more of l.u.s.t." He smiled, but his smile did not reach his eyes. With each time step forward, he moved backwards, avoiding her touch.

"And I also hate it when you look at other women, or talk to them."

"Okay, you feel a little possessive but that's not what I want. I want to share my everything with you, I want to give you so much love that your past becomes irrelevant." He replied.

He ran his hands through his hair again, "I meant, I wanted to. Now, I just want to stay away from you because it hurts so much. A little part of me wants to lock you up and force you to love me. Then I wonder, if I had taken your virginity that night, you wouldn't want to leave me, would you? I heard girls have a special place in their hearts for their first."

As he spoke about taking her, his eyes danced with fire, she gulped.

He moved towards her, then placed his hand on her chest, just, "May be you wouldn't be able to remove me from your heart."

May be his gaze was too unnerving, Kim stepped back. He dropped his hands before saying, "I love you, but I don't think I can do this anymore. I'll only hurt myself. I think I deserve better."

He turned to the alarm clock on the nightstand, "It's late, you should go to bed, sister."

After that, he got into the bed, then covered himself with the duvet, while she stood blankly.

Kim finally understood how he felt. The word sister was like a dagger thrown at her heart. "I can do better," she said.

He opened his eyes to observe her.

"I'll try to love you back." She turned facing him.

"I don't want you to try, you don't need to feel obligated."

"You said you're mine, she said getting on the bed, well I already consider you mine,"

"You should go to your room," he told her not taking her words to heart.

She scooted closer, "I don't know about love but I want you."

His eyes searched eyes, he took a deep breath before saying, "I decided to let you go, it doesn't really matter what your…"

Before he could conclude, she claimed his lips.