Chapter 142
Lennon lowered his voice and said, “This didn’t kill anyone, did it?”
Mariela angrily punched him with her fist, “You dare say that!”
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Lennon’s warm and generous palm gently stroked Mariela’s back, as if soothing a child, “There, there, I understand now, I won’t do it again in the future.”
Mariela asked him in a concerned tone, “How many days were you locked up?”
“Not many days either.”
Mariela’s voice was filled with a sob, and she had a bit of a nasal tone.“Did you suffer? It seems like every day in the detention center is just pickled vegetables and plain porridge with steamed buns. Can you handle eating these?”
Lennon chuckled, “If you can’t get used to it, just consider it as a way to lose weight.”
Upon hearing these words, Mariela burst into laughter and couldn’t help but hit him again, saying, “You’re not fat, why are you trying to lose weight? Are you deliberately teasing me?”
“Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore, hmm?”
Mariela looked up at him with red eyes and said, “Lenny, why didn’t you tell me?”
“I don’t want you to have any psychological burden, these are all voluntary on my part, it has nothing to do with you.”
Mariela’s nose tingled, and crystal tears formed on her eyelashes before slowly sliding down.
Lennon cupped Mariela’s face in his hands, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb.“Why are you still crying?” he asked.“Don’t cry, because when you cry, it hurts my heart too.”
After saying that, Lennon lowered his head and gently kissed away the girl’s glistening tears with his warm and soft lips.
“Lenny…” Mariela called him softly.
Lennon’s lips pressed against Mariela’s face as he softly replied, “I’m here.”
“Daniel’s incident, as well as the fight with Jaime a few days ago,” Mariela pursed her lips, “If your family finds out that you lost control because of me and almost killed someone, will our engagement be invalidated?”
Lennon kissed Mariela’s forehead and said, “I wouldn’t let this happen, they wouldn’t know.”
Mariela lowered her eyes, feeling tight and uncomfortable in her heart, her voice small and soft: “There is no need to do this for someone like
me.”
“Marie,” Lennon lifted her chin with his warm and generous palm, causing her to look up at him, “It was necessary, I valued you own life.”
The man’s eyes were as dark as ink, and his gaze towards Mariela was fervent and scorching.
Mariela froze.
Emotions surged in the eyes, and for a long time, no words could be spoken.
She didn’t expect that she was so important in Lennon’s heart.
Mariela’s eyelashes fluttered.
She was afraid.
Afraid of dragging him down.
Mariela’s heart raced with anxiety at the thought of him almost ending up in jail.
