Chapter 9: Chapter 9

I was getting ready to go to the Bayford Mansion. As usual, I was trying my best to look good so that Adrian might notice me but to no avail, though it hurt a lot to see him far enough to never reach but I bore it.

Lawrence called me urgently so I went there.

I greeted everyone and went to Lawrence, he gave me a side hug and we went to the garden.

"So? What is it?" I asked.

"Look, Evelyn, you are a girl." He began to say nervously, pacing around.

"No, I am a boy," I said, pouting.

"Look, it's serious." He said a little seriously this time. I sighed as he continued.

"You know that girl I am dating, Hellen. I tried to take our relationship to an intimate level."

My face lit up hearing that, "Really? What happened? Oh" I began to tease him.

"That didn't happen." He frowned, stopping and turning to me.

"Then?" I said tilting my head in confusion.

"You know I can't control my anger and desires." I nodded.

"Even though I have seen none of that. Neither your anger or you losing to desires." He looked at me with a deepened frown and took a deep breath.

"So, She didn't like it when.. You know... and left me." I gave him a shocked look.

"Idiot! You're supposed to take things slowly. You have known her for what? Like 6 months!? Of course, she left you!" I yelled at him.

I always thought he was lying, I refused to believe it but his expressions showed it was true.

He can’t do this, can he?

He hung his head low. I sighed and began to say, "I have always seen you in your noble form so I don't know why she left you. And to be honest I don't even want to see you snapped."

"That's the reason she dated me. But... I messed up. I just couldn't control my urges." I sighed and patted his back to cheer him up a little.

"I didn't mean to." He said sadly.

"Come on, forget it. Besides, you are that handsome, anyone can easily agree to date you.." I said, punching his arms playfully.

He smiled and said, "But, I want her."

I put my index finger under my chin and began to think of a way for him to make up with her.

As I was thinking, My heart stopped for a second when Adrian entered the garden. I lost my words and turned my head away.

It's been six months since he rejected me and three months since I stopped my constant pleas to him. I truly don't want to come but I have to due to Lawrence's stupidity.

"Okay then, Lawrence, Try to say sorry in a romantic way." I waved at Lawrence.

"But how?" He asked.

"Think about it yourself. You can do it. You're such a chivalrous man! You can definitely get any girl" I said happily, augmenting his spirits and left in a hurry.

I didn't have enough courage to be where Adrian is. It broke my heart. If it wasn’t for Lawrence, I wouldn’t even come. I want to go where his shadows cannot follow me.

It made me want to cry out loud. I couldn't stand where Adrian did and left both of them there.

Later I found out that girl slapped Lawrence for what he did and told him to never show his face to her again.

And from that day I truly don't want to see Lawrence's anger or lust.

Like if a person can slap Lawrence, I don't even want to think how lethal his anger or thirst can be.

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I don't want Lawrence to do something to me because he's also gonna feel guilty about it. I know he can control neither his anger nor his desires.

I gulped at the thought.

He promised and if he promised, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I trust him.

Maybe I should ask someone about it...

Lawrence POV:-

Evelyn is being really shy. She was never like this. She looked so adorable in my shirt. I felt like she was a precious gem I was yearning to hold.

God, how badly I wanted to grab her waist, press her against the wall and- Shut up.

‘Control yourself, dammit.’

I am getting closer to her as if some strings are pulling me close to her. I want to wrap my arms around her and hug her tight.

Mentally scolding myself for thinking like that about my wife.

I stood up and left for the bathroom without even catching a glimpse of her. I walked out and saw her. She was looking pretty in an endearing way.

Then I was going to sleep on the sofa but she stopped me and told me to sleep with her. No matter how much I wanted to, I still refused.

‘Why would she share a bed with me? It must be uncomfortable for her.’

She was already dear to me but I never thought about her in a romantic way.

"But Lawrence, It's uncomfortable to sleep there." She insisted.

She is more like a partner to me and now when she is my wife I am feeling those strange sensations like Loving her, Caring her and all.

"Evelyn, Please try to understand. I don't want to..." I assured, I want her tranquility.

In a sense, it's all right for me to think about these things but I don't think she is comfortable with me. None of us thought that we'll get married one day and like that too.

But as long as it is my responsibility I'll take care of her and will love her.

That's all I could for her to relax in my presence and trust me. I have to place my conviction in her heart so we could move forward for a better future.

She laid down as I stared at the ceiling with a feeble smile on my lips accompanied by strange sensations, whispering to myself inaudibly.

“...May our marriage last forever...”