Chapter 37 Half a month
But when he saw the contact name appear on his phone, his expression soothed and became gentle.
"Hello, Tiffany ......."
The previous music was set by Damon to distinguish individuals, and Tiffany owned an exclusive
music.
Just like his feelings for me, no matter what time or ce, even if he was disturbed, Damon still had a
gentle look on his face.
His expression is really soft, and such an expression makes him look morefortable.
If the nymphomaniac women outside saw this scene, they would probably die of madness!
"I''m telling you oh, I''ll be back in the middle of next month, I''m determined toe back this time, I''m
going to stay for half a month before I leave."
Damon showed a surprised expression, "You can stay for half a month, Tiffany, you can not cheat me
again, if you back out, I will put you ...... hmmmm, you know what I want to say."
"Nasty, Damon! I''m sure to do what I say, to make up for your heart, isn''t that what I should do?"
"What''s the difference between a master and someone else? Tell me honestly how much you''ve
learned?"
"A master is a master, his way of thinking is different, he is a charismatic person, I benefit a lot and
progress quickly."
"Look at you, you''re so happy to learn something, we said you''d be back next month, call me in
advance to let me know then."
"Damon, I want to hear you say I love you, am I overdoing it?" Tiffany made a sappy sound.
"I love you, Tiffany," Damonughed dumbly, "How about that, isn''t that happy?"
"Mmm! That''s for sure!" Tiffany made a contented sound, "Damon, you work hard, don''t wear yourself
out."
"I know, you too, bubble noodles aren''t nutritious at all."
"Got it, I''m hanging up, it''s not like I''m a teenage girl anymore, bye bye honey."
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"Bye." Damon hung up the phone and looked at me, I was looking at the book and was lost in thought.
I wasn''t even looking into the book, I was thinking about the conversation they had just had, Damon
said he loved me, which of course was a fact I already knew.
However, it was the first time I heard him say it so naturally while on the phone, and it hurt a little in my
heart.
Tiffany is not only highly educated, has a sessful career, but also beautiful and can be pampered
over the phone, I would not be.
The only thing I would do is to go against him until he showed an angry expression and the two of them
broke up.
The thought of this originally mncholy heart hurts even more, my small face wrinkled and Damon
said, "I want to go inside and take a nap."
Damon opened the secret room and my tiny body went in,ying down in the bed and letting myself
sink deeper.
Tiffany will be back next month and will stay for half a month ...... the words kept ringing in my head.
What''s wrong with myself, I''m starting to suffer, I wouldn''t have been like this before.
Is it possible that my mind is starting to show strange symptoms because of my pregnancy? Or was it
something else?
I covered myself with the nket, fearfully thinking to myself that Damon is not someone else, his
status and position and I do not deserve.
Don''t even get a little excited about him, because if you have a crush on this man, you''ll be better off.
The deeper the good feeling, the deeper it will be hurt, which is natural, I shook my head and forced
myself to sleep.
Damon saw my sleeping posture, he smiled a little and continued to devote himself to his work.
But soon he looked up at the surveince feed again, as if seeing me would make him feel better, what
happened?
When he called Tiffany just now, he didn''t seem to miss it as much as before, and he watched my
expression while he was on the phone.
Seeing that I was indifferent and only cared about my book, he had an inexplicable feeling of loss.
Like Mr. Carver today, the boy I met that day who picked me up and dropped me off, and Austin''s
praise, it seems like all the men around me can''t hold on to me when they see me.
What the hell is going on? Am I that good? I''m just a high school student, nothing special, and yet I can
attract the attention of others.
"I... Should I follow my heart and approach you, or should I stay away from you?"
His good-looking eyebrows furrowed, a rare, distracted state he was in at work because of personal
matters, and he thought it was bad.
I''ve changed a lot of his habits and created quite a few firsts, which is so unfair to Tiffany.
One was a girlfriend of many years and the other was a woman who was pregnant with his child, and
whichever one he chose would hurt one.
So he had to be selfish and choose Tiffany. Isn''t it great that we''re right for each other and I can go to
Ohio where I''m looking forward to studying?
He took a sip of the tea next to him, not too strong, not too light, as if I had just poured it for him.
They always have a kind of tacit understanding, did not ask him, my tea brewed just right, this is not a
tacit understanding is what?
Heughed bitterly. When did the gentleman from the Rubinstein Group ever waste his time on such
things? I was tiredtely, and my thoughts began to flourish.
By the time I woke up, it was almost dark outside, and the crackling of typing could still be heard in the
quiet interior.
Damon, is he still working now? I pressed a button in the room and the door opened straight away.
Under the soft deskmp, Damon was typing quietly, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling with
relief, he was handsome when he was working.
I stood silently behind him, so that the two felt distant, when it was clear that he was right in front of me.
"Have you rested well? You don''t sleep under the covers much, is that how it is at home?" Damon
asked.
I nodded shakily, "Sometimes it feels like I can''t breathe under the covers, I don''t sleep as well as you
do."
"Give me ten more minutes, I''ll be done with my work soon, and then I''ll take you to buy some candy."
It was ridiculous to be told that as if I was a childish child, but the wish came from me.
The wait was short this time, and it always felt like I had only casually looked at his state while he was
working, and he finished his work and walked up to me.
"That''s it?" I asked, surprised.
Damon nodded and said confidently, "I said ten minutes, it''s only five now, and I''ve always had a strong
sense of time."
I spat out my tongue and said perfunctorily, "Yes yes yes, that is indeed the case with you sir, I have
always looked up to you with admiration and expressed my heartfelt admiration for your talent."
Damon gritted his teeth and said, "Me, you''re itching for skin, aren''t you?"
I shrugged irrationally, "I did tell the truth, do I have to be punished for telling the truth?"
As if overwhelmed by that powerful sense of pressure, I reached out and wrapped my arms around
Damon''s right hand, "Come on, let''s go get some candy."
Damon''s eyes lingered on my hand holding his arm for a few seconds, and his mood improved a bit, "I
knew you were trying to muddle through."
As if I couldn''t understand Damon''s words, I angled my confused cheeks and said, "What did you say?
Didn''t you say buy candy?"
He was fooled by my confused expression and the sense of innocence in my words, and he inclined his
head, perhaps he was overly concerned.
I sneaked a smug look and got into the car with Damon, which was pretty boring after a long day at the
office.
In fact, I think the difference between thepany and home is the distance and location, in fact both
are quite boring, not as interesting as I thought, maybe because Damon has been doing his own thing
and not paying attention to me.
"Me, why did you want the candy and not something else? You could have taken the opportunity to ask
me to provide you with a mansion and a fancy car."
In the car, Damon suddenly asked, his eyes closed as if he was resting, not knowing what he meant by
asking this.
"Just a whim, what would I want with a mansion and a car? Europe doesn''t need that." I said.
If it was Tiffany, he would never have guessed that I would ask him for a car, different people would
express themselves in different ways, was I synonymous with materialism in his mind?
Just because other people in the world are material doesn''t mean I''m material. I''m always short of
money, but not in this way.
"Europe doesn''t need this? Then where is it needed?" Damon didn''t seem to catch my meaning in my
words, but his brow was furrowed.
"Does Mr.Rubinstein think I will step into this sad ce again in the future? Since I went out, I didn''t
think I woulde back."
Hearing me say this, Damon''s eyes opened and looked at me with aplicated expression.
"If you think so now, you won''t think soter. Don''t you want toe back to see the baby?"
Damon asked, or maybe this was him probing my mind, he just didn''t want me toe back that is,
even if it was to see the baby.
"I know it''s no use." I said faintly, a kind of sadness rushing to my mind.
"You''re quite self-aware, you''ve always been very smart, if you train well back to thepany, will be a
good employee."
I looked at Damon and did not withdraw my eyes for a long time, I said firmly, "I categorically will not
return to yourpany, I will not go back to the old way, I value my reputation more than my life, I do
not want to survive in a depressing environment."
My words in reply to him were relentless and impable, and he was angry but had no yo way to
refute them.
Yes, from his point of view, it was indeed a gift to me, and how could I, who was so stubborn, ept it?
It''s really bad, he can always see himself in me, making him want to refuse to approach, but he can''t
help but approach.
"That''s good, it seems I''ve found the right person for you, you''re smart enough and guard your own
rules, you don''t overstep the mark."
He took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked it in the car, he panted, the curls of smoke gradually rose, the
smell of tobo permeated.
"Ahem!" I was sensitive to the smell of smoke, and I opened the car window to get some fresh air.
"You''re a nasty person, aren''t you? Smoking in front of a pregnant woman! I don''t like men who
smoke." I frowned.
Damon stubbed out his cigarette and looked back with indifferent eyes that made my heart waver
slightly, what was wrong with him?