Chapter 373: Cecilia, Stop Moving Around...
Cecilia Vaughn’s tears fell like rain, her heart felt as if it were tightly bound by countless vines, squeezing tighter and tighter, nearly causing pain that made it difficult for her to breathe.
"It wasn’t me... it wasn’t me..."
She woke up, but her consciousness still seemed to linger on the feeble and defenseless girl she was three years ago.
Back then, it was just a few days after she had just become an adult.
She had just stepped out of high school, longing for the carefree life of college, dreaming of walking into the marriage hall with the person she loved.
...
"Cecilia... don’t be sad... I know you didn’t do it, I believe you..."
"It’s good that you’re awake, it’s good that you’re awake... it’s all in the past now..."
Adrian Law held Cecilia Vaughn tightly, his defined fingers carefully embraced Cecilia, and for a moment, he even felt that this little wife of his was like a fragile, transparent doll that might vanish right before his eyes any second.
Cecilia Vaughn choked back a sob, sitting woodenly on the sofa, her eyes were bloodshot, unable to form complete words as her lips trembled.
"Adrian... the dream was so dark... they were all cursing me... I’m so scared..."
Thinking back to those terrifying scenes from the past, she couldn’t help clenching her fist so hard that her nails dug into her palm, the sting alleviating her fears marginally.
"I felt as though I was always drowning in the ocean, constantly sinking deeper and deeper, Adrian... I almost believed I would be drowned... the water was so dark, so dark..."
"Cecilia, don’t be afraid..."
With a pained heart, Adrian Law used his large palm to turn Cecilia Vaughn’s face, and with tender lips, lovingly kissed away the traces of tears lining Cecilia’s face, one drop at a time, missing none.
"Cecilia, if one day you fall into the ocean, I will go to rescue you without hesitation, I will be the one to hold you up, always by your side."
Cecilia Vaughn’s tears spilled down painfully, her heart aching fiercely, unable for a moment to escape the lingering fear brought by the nightmare.
"Adrian... I really feel terrible..."
Her greatest fear wasn’t that Fiona Vaughn was wronging her, but that those she cared about most—her soon-to-be-married fiance and the father who raised her—were all betraying her without exception.
"Adrian, you will not betray me, right?"
Cecilia Vaughn looked at him with tear-filled eyes, stubbornly focusing on the man’s handsome and unparalleled face, murmuring her question.
Adrian Law felt a sting in his heart, unsure of what kind of blows a person must endure to show such helplessness.
"Silly Cecilia, as long as our hearts are together, I will always be by your side, never abandoning you."
Before his words fell, he devoutly kissed away the tears yet to fall from the girl’s eyelashes.
Tears are bitter.
But the heart can be sweet.
Cecilia Vaughn’s slender body shivered uncontrollably, hearing Adrian Law’s words, she clung to him and cried like a child who’s been wronged.
"Adrian... believe in me, I will never forsake you."
He was her weakness and yet also her armor.
God closed a window for her, yet three years later, opened a new door.
This man was the greatest treasure in her life.
...
Seeing the darling in his arms cry like this, Adrian Law sighed with a laugh, taking out a box of tissues to gently wipe away Cecilia Vaughn’s tears, bit by bit.
"You’ve cried yourself into a mess, no, Mimi is much prettier than you, if Mimi were here to see, she’d surely laugh at you."
-- Mimi is having a review of her tongue at Prescott Hospital for the next few days.
"Am I that ugly?"
Cecilia Vaughn broke into tears with a smile, choked on her sobs, and couldn’t help but tidy her appearance.
"People say women are made of water, can’t I cry a bit?"
Adrian Law’s lips curved subtly into a doting kiss on the girl’s nose tip.
"Alright, alright, cry if you want, laugh if you want, as long as you don’t turn yourself into depression."
The gloom in Cecilia Vaughn’s heart seemed to melt away with Adrian Law’s laugh, she leaned against Adrian’s embrace with growing reliance, then slowly raised her head and kissed Adrian’s lips under the clarity of his eyes.
"Adrian, I love you..."
Adrian Law looked at her with some surprise, instinctively deepening the kiss.
"Me too..."
Before you loved me, I was already, very much, in love with you.
...
As the man’s formidable hormones enveloped the atmosphere, Adrian Law’s hand, marked by calluses, unconsciously embraced Cecilia Vaughn’s waist.
Sometime unknowingly, clothing had been tossed under the sofa.
Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t suppress a soft moan, her beautiful eyes roamed, as her elegant hands gently pressed against Adrian Law’s chest.
"Do you have wine? I want to drink..."
With wine, worries are alleviated.
Adrian Law knew that Cecilia Vaughn never drank, and his little wife was the kind who easily got drunk, yet today, he conformed to Cecilia Vaughn’s wishes and retrieved a bottle of Bordeaux wine from the cabinet that dated back to the 70s.
However, he only poured one glass for Cecilia Vaughn.
The girl picked up the goblet, tilting her lips to drink it all.
"Cheers! Let’s drink to our heart’s content today."
When Cecilia Vaughn wanted a second glass, the man refused her.
"No, that’s enough."
"Not enough..."
Cecilia Vaughn gazed at him with drunken eyes and raised her slender lips, her hand instinctively caressing the man’s Adam’s apple.
"Wow, what’s this, it’s so fun... it even moves..."
Adrian Law swallowed, pinning the girl against the wall.
"Don’t move."
"What if I do? Hiccup..."
Cecilia Vaughn hiccuped, with a capacity to get dizzy from just one cup, emboldened by the drink, unafraid of anything as she gripped Adrian Law’s tie impulsively and pulled closer.
"Bad guy, won’t let me drink... you’re so annoying..."
Adrian Law chuckled helplessly.
"Am I annoying? I can make you dislike me even more, hmm..."
His smile carried deep meaning, his calloused hand grazing Cecilia Vaughn’s long, straight legs, gradually moving upward.
"Do you know where you were wrong?"
"I wasn’t wrong! Hiccup... it tickles..."
Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but shiver, her drunken eyes glimmering, the red at the corner of her eyes highlighted her feminine grace.
"Hmph, isn’t it just tickling!? You tickle me, I tickle you back!"
She very indignantly tugged at Adrian Law’s tie, the other hand playfully brushing Adrian Law’s leg.
Perhaps due to intoxication, Cecilia Vaughn was far more bold and passionate than usual, her alluring lips were almost too exquisitely beautiful, seemingly tempting others to kiss.
"Cecilia, if you keep moving like this, I will do bad things."
"Bad things? Who can’t do bad things!"
Cecilia Vaughn enthusiastically snatched up the nearby wine glass, Adrian Law’s cup, swallowing half a glass of red wine with grandiose.
"It’s so delicious!"
Some crimson wine spilled, trickling down the girl’s collarbone, the beauty mesmerizing.
"Cecilia, I want to have a taste too..."
Adrian Law’s eyes darkened, firmly embracing Cecilia Vaughn, his lips moved to suck from the girl’s collarbone, gradually advancing below...