The Unexpected Discovery Of Love 136 Her Past 3

"No, no. I have to tell you everything now. I may not have the courage to continue later." She worried.

"But you can't remain hungry, how about I get you some snacks?" He suggested.

Kim sighed before sitting up, "You've ruined the atmosphere!"

Carl laughed, "I promise you, I'll just head down and grab some snacks from the kitchen then we can continue."

"How can I continue when I'll be eating?" She questioned.

Carl raised his hands in surrender, "Fine, fine, let's talk."

Her stomach growled again, "You can get the snacks now, I want ice cream too mixed with fruits."

Carl only nodded before he went down.

Exactly five minutes later, he returned with a tray of snacks and a huge bowl of ice cream with little fruits cut up in it.

Her eyes sparkled when she saw the bowl. Her mouth watered too.

She preferred eating snacks to eating cooked food. She also loved experimenting with new recipes from all over the world. Her favorite had to be a bowl of ice cream.

When she saw a movie where a character ate ice cream while crying, she had always wanted to do that.

But faced with the bowl of ice cream, how could she even remember to cry?

As soon as he placed the tray on the bed, she grabbed the bowl, Carl stared at her with gentle eyes that slowly turned into amazement as she ate happily without a care in the world.

Her previous state, non-existent.

He himself forgot to eat as he watched her. It was nice watching someone eat happily, he realized.

"Aren't you hungry too?"

He remembered he was too, only after hearing her, that was the reason he came out in the first place.

He picked up a bag of potato chips and began munching away.

His eyes never leaving her. The ice cream made her lips even more inviting. He had to turn away in order to control his urge to ravish her plump lips.

"Ahem," clearing his throat, he said, "You can continue now." Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

Kim rolled her eyes, "How can I retell my story with this ice cream in front of me?"

"Fine, I'll ask questions, you answer." He said as he swallowed the chips.

She nodded her head.

"Did you ever get adopted again?"

She nodded again, "Yeah sure, both legally and illegally."

He raised a brow, "Illegally?"

"Well, when I was Uhm… eight. A fire broke out, my then adopted father died saving me. His wife blamed me for his death. After all, even the matron warned them against taking me. I guess she really loved her husband. I can't imagine how much pain she went through because of her loss.

Anyway, she kicked me out of the house. After roaming the streets for a few days, I was picked up by a lady who took pity on me. Actually, I pa.s.sed out from hunger, when I woke up, I was in her home."

Carl grabbed her hands, he smiled at her, his eyes comforting.

Kim returned a sad smile.

"At first, I thought she was nice. Yeah, I mean she was but she was crazy. She thought I was her dead daughter. So she made me dress and act like her dead daughter.

Her husband did not care about her mental health as he brought different women home and took them in our presence. It was a punishment to her and rather frightening experience for me.

She tried to cover my eyes and ears but he beat her up for it ..."

Carl interrupted, "Took them as in…."

Kim nodded, averting her eyes. May be because she was made to watch life p.o.r.n when she was little her libido was extremely high.

She could not look at Carl without her cooking up one sick s-ex story.

It was her little secret.

Sometimes she wished he would tie her up and take her against her will. Some other times, she fantasized about being a s-ex slave but that day when that man pulled her into the alley, the fear she felt, woke her up from her fantasy.

Still she couldn't help but wish that while she slept, he would do things to her.

But of course, she could not tell him that, she did not know how he would react.

Carl frowned, people were indeed sick.

"You're a wonderful person," he said.

"What?"

"For being able to remain as beautiful as you are…"

'Well, that's the problem,' she thought. 'I'm more than tainted.' She gave him a way smile.

"Anyway, she was too obsessive and controlling, it was sickening. May be she couldn't handle it anymore and she committed suicide. Then I was thrown out again." Kim decided to quickly end this part of her story because his eyes made her feel he could see her soul. Her little secrets she wanted to hide from the world.

In truth, Carl wasn't that deep, his gaze was only in appreciation and wonder that she chose to share a part of her with him and that even after everything she went through, she was still here.