My Unexpected Marriage to the CEO: A Sweet Second Chance
Chapter 36

My Unexpected Marriage to the CEO: A Sweet Second Chance Chapter 36 by Pumpkin Witch. I had no idea for how long I had beeri sitting on the cold, harsh road. At long last, I saw a figure Hiding downhill. He was lat away and it was dark, but I recognized him. It was Derek. I didn’t expect that he’d wake up so early. He saw me from a distance and stopped the bicycle right by my side. “Are you hurt? What happened? Did you fall down?” he asked, sounding quite worried. For some reason, tears welled up in my eyes He bent down, placed one hand on my shoulder, and the other under my legs. He wanted to pick me up, but I pushed him away. It was then that he froze for a moment. “Eveline, why did you run away? Do you think I’m irresponsible or something?” I wasn’t looking at him, so I had no idea how he looked like right now, but I could feel how anxious he was “You don’t have to take responsibility for what happened. You were drunk. It was an accident. I had never thought of letting him take responsibility for this mistake. The only reason I ran away was because I had no idea how to face him. But now that I was facing him, I needed to make myself look calm and indifferent. Derek turned me around, looking into my eyes. “Do you remember what I said at the hospital that day?”. Sometimes, women could be quite sensible. For some reason, I had a vague idea of what the wanted to say, but I pretended not to know and did not answer. “I said that if he were to divorce you today, I would marry you tomorrow,” said Derek. “I don’t usually remember jokes. ” I said while chuckling awkwardly. In a sullen voic e, he replied, “I wasn’t kidding. A bitter smile appeared on my lips as I let out a sigh. “Stop it, Derek
We’r e both adults. You couldn’t control yourself when you were drunk and made a m istake. What’s the big deal? I never asked you to take responsibility for me!” . Suddenly, he tightened his grip on my shoulders, causing me to feel a little bit of pain. “I want to marry you not just because I slept with you. When I said those words at the hospital that day. I wasn’t just spouting nonsense. I meant it,” . he said, emp hasizing that he meant it. “I want to many you not just because I slept with you. When I said those words at the hospital that day, I wasn’t just spouti ng nonsense. I meant it. ” he said, emphasizing that he meant it . Finally, I raised my h ead and stared into his eyes calmly. But why?” . Then, he let go of my shoulders and sat down beside me. He took out a cigarette and lat it up, fromming ever so slightl y. It wasn’t difficult to tell that he was a little agitated . “My grandpa is suffering from terminal lymph cancer. The docto r said that he had two years left to live at best. My grandfath er told me that he wanted to see me get married in his lifetime . This was the first time he ever mentioned anything about his family to me. As a matter of fact, I really didn’t know much about him, let alone his family “Derek, I’m a recently divorced woman. What would you want from me?” I asked. He chuckled at my response, narrowing his eyes at me with a ci garette between his lips. “What’s so wrong about being divorce d? Eveline, why do you have so little confidence in yourself?” . He was right
I had very little confidence in myself, and I wasn’t that confident about marriage, ei ther. I had been hurt badly, so I had to be more cautious with every step I would take from now on, l est I get hurt again. Besides, I was still wondering who that woman was over the phone the other day. Moreover, who was that perso n he greeted “happy birthday ” as he held me in his arms? . “I think you should get married to someone you like. Marriage is a decision you make f or a lifetime. It’s not a game,” I remarked. like being with you, so I want to marry you. ” His words were straightforward and domineering What he sa id was that he liked being with me, not that he liked me. But I had to admit that my peaceful heart had been disturbed by this man. But I was no longer a teenage girl, so I wouldn’t fall for his words easily. “That’s not lo ve,” I respond ed listlessly. Derek supported his forehead with his hand that held a ciga rette, looking a little tired. “Eveline, if you take everything too seriously, you’ll end up getting burnt out. Falling in love is a process. You first need to like someone, and then you’ll one day fall in love with them if you like th em enough. Even if I tell you that I love you right now, you probably wouldn’t believe it, would you?” . I also believed that falling in love was a process. At the time, I wanted to believe that Derek and I would go through that process. In fact, the night we first met, i felt as though I had died and my flesh and bon es had been tattered to pieces. It took Derek a long time to pick up each of my broken being one by one and . 4 8 3 . ghan 35 W Walkind then he pieced together a new me. Naturally, I wa s grateful to him because of that. But it wasn’t until later that I found out that love was a luxury in his world