Veins Entwined with Secrets Chapter 3

Julian looked at the rearview mirror frequently, taking in her expression, and said, "We're welcoming you." It seemed that just one sentence could ease her tension, and her brows gradually relaxed.

His heart softened, he raised his index finger and gently rubbed her earlobe, it was soft, red, and a little hot, like a small flame, burning into his heart along his fingertips. He turned his head and saw her blushing cheeks, and whispered: "Why is it so hot, did you catch a cold?"

She shuddered all over and closed her eyes. She had the dream on the plane again, and the ambiguous smell in the dream.

Everything is easy to forget, but the thing you want to forget the most is hard to forget.

Maya angrily pulled the blanket to cover her face, and accidentally discovered that the scent of stone orchid was coming from the blanket.

She pulled off the blanket and shook it out, and saw that the middle part was covered with white spots. She had only just discovered this, and she felt nauseous and covered her mouth to vomit.

No wonder the woman ran away so quickly after getting off the plane and didn’t even take the money. Was it just to disgust her?

There are too many perverts in this world.

Julian noticed that she was not in a good state, and put the back of his hand to her face, "What's wrong, are you carsick?"

"I want to go home." She shook her head and balled up the blanket and stuffed it under the seat.

Julian glanced at her, pulled over, went to the trunk to get some water, walked around to the passenger seat to open the door, unfastened her seat belt, unscrewed the bottle of water and handed it to her lips.

She wanted to answer it, but he wouldn't let her.

She had no choice but to take a sip from his hand. The clear water flowed down her lips, became warm through her skin, fell on the back of his hand, slid into his palm from the tiger's mouth, and merged into his body.

He actually loved this kind of fusion. He walked closer, put one hand into her lower back, pulled her to his chest, lowered his head, and fed her water again.

Her body was soft and small, collapsing on his chest as if she had no bones.

It's like going back to a long time ago, feeding the little one in my arms with water and food, and then watching her smile brightly and calling me brother. It's like the breeze on my face in March and the garden full of roses, making my heart blossom and I never get tired of it.

Julian had to try very hard to control his breathing.

"No." She still felt uncomfortable, raised her moist eyes and looked at him, "Brother, I want to go home and take a shower and change clothes first."

How long has it been since she called him brother?

About six years.

Julian could hear his own violent heartbeat. He slowly screwed on the bottle of water and forced himself to calm down. He asked himself, why did she suddenly change her mind? What was her purpose? Was it to buy time?

Reason is his thinking inertia.

Even though he was in a state of upheaval, his expression did not change at all, and he asked calmly, "What were you hiding just now?"

"What?" she asked puzzled.

He let her go, pulled out the blanket from under the seat and unfolded it. Suddenly, his face turned pale and his whole body froze.

How could a grown man not understand this kind of thing?

"What is this?" he demanded through clenched teeth.

She lowered her head, feeling guilty for some reason, and whispered, "Blanket."

"I don't know this is a blanket? I ask you what's on top of this blanket?"

She panicked, "This is not mine."

People believe that seeing is believing and hearing is not.

Maya’s explanation has no validity.

Julian has been in the business world for a long time and has mastered the skills of a diamond. He is confident that no one in this world can deceive him. The veins on his forehead are throbbing, and his five fingers are tightly grasping the black carpet. The semen stains are fishy and white, and the contrast between black and white is tragic. His hands are shaking and his feet are unstable. Thinking of her previous words, he lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing? Go home and take a shower?"

She watched him with bated breath.

He threw his head back and laughed, threw away the dirty blanket, grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the car, "What are you doing outside?"

Maya leaned her back against the car door and managed to stand still. "I told you, this is not mine."

"Whose is that? Let me hear your explanation." His eyes were bloodshot and slightly narrowed, with the corners of his lips raised but not smiling. He was waiting for her to lie, waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation, and he would be willing to blind himself and believe her.

But she said: "People I met on the plane saw that I was cold and gave me a blanket."

No, she has no heart and is not even willing to tell a good lie.

"What a lie!" He was so angry that he raised his finger, trembled, and pointed it at her forehead, "Can you think before you speak? Don't you know the price of this kind of thing? Would a stranger give it to you casually?"

"I'm telling the truth." She pursed her lips and said no more explanation.

It turned out that her tiredness and fragility were all caused by having too much S3x in bed with the man. She was exhausted and looked weak and seductive.

Julian had already determined that this was the result. He looked gloomy and silently stared at her. His eyes were like two knives, wishing to skin her alive. He asked, "Who is that person?"

Maya raised her eyes and met his. The hatred in her eyes immediately made her eyes red. She choked and said, "No one. If you don't want to believe it, then don't believe it. My affairs have nothing to do with you."

He turned around, unscrewed the bottle of water and took a few gulps. He calmed down, turned back again, and said in an extremely sharp tone, "I remind you that you should use your brain when choosing a man. What kind of man would put dirty things on your clothes?" He didn't wait for her to answer, and smiled contemptuously, "If I remember correctly, you still have a boyfriend, right? You are fooling around outside, does Lucas Tang know?"

There is no point in arguing.

Her heart cooled down and she straightened her spine. "Whether I find a man or what kind of man I find is not your concern. I am an adult and I know how to be responsible for myself."