Overflow With Fake Love

He didn't seem to have said that, because he knew that they would get divorced in two years.He looked down quietly at her hand
on his sleeve.
She grabbed his sleeve tightly as if she was really worried about losing him.
Paul compressed his lips and sat down again.
He knew that Amy had someone deep in her heart who couldn't be brought up, but he didn't want to explore it.
He reached out to tuck her coldly.
Bending over, he was so close to her that she seemed to have felt his breath.
As he was about to straighten, Amy opened her eyes.
They looked into each other's eyes silently.
At first, her eyes blurred, but when she realized how intimate they were, she blushed and looked away hurriedly.
Paul stood up slowly and explained nothing about their posture.
Instead, he said, "You've had the IV drip.Have a rest early.’’
Amy nodded and didn't look at him with half of her face covered under the quilt.
She was shy now.
Something flashed in Paul's eyes and he leaned closer to pull down the cover a little bit and kiss her.
At the moment, she seemed to have heard sparks in her head and felt the rush through her whole body.
Unlike the peck last time, he parted her mouth.
The man who she thought had few desires was kissing her while locking her hand.
Amy could feel the heat from him.
Only by the time did she realize that he could actually be as passionate as a red plum in blossom, but others could only feel his
coldness.

After the kiss, her eyes became watery.
"Have a good rest.Don't get sick again."
He said coldly, but Amy could feel his concern for her.
His voice was a little husky, which made her blush.
"Honey, you..."
Why did you kiss me? After all, our relationship wouldn't last long.
This was what she wanted to ask, but she didn't.
However, he seemed to have seen through her and reached out to smooth her hair back.
"Because I wanted to do so."
She was very beautiful.
Normally, she was neither humble nor pushy as if she didn't need to rely on anyone.
But now she was sick.
She looked so frail that he wanted to take care of her and make out with her.
Paul got up and turned off the lights.
Amy thought he was going out, so she was to close her eyes at ease.
But soon, she felt he lean upon her and could feel his breath again.
"Don't blush.I turned off the lights."
He said it naturally as if he had done so for her sake.
As Amy was about to open her mouth, he kissed her again.
When she adapted to the darkness, she could see his face clearly.

The fragrance of pine filled her nose and even her mouth.
After a long time, Paul stopped and got up to tuck her in again.
"I should have taken the initiative in this." Amy felt out of breath.
Only when she heard his words did she realize he was talking about the last time she took the initiative to kiss him.
But that was really an accident and he didn't give her a chance to explain.
Soon, it was quiet in the room and Paul had left.
Amy covered her whole face with the quilt and felt really heated up.
She originally thought Paul was not a romantic man, but just now, her heartbeat really sped up for him.
And even now, she could hear her heartbeat clearly.
She felt the temperature in the quilt rising, so she lifted it a little for fresh air.
Thinking of the man, she moved up her corners of the mouth.
In his own room, Paul took off his suit and had a shower in the bathroom.
As he dried his hair with a towel, he looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't hold back his joy, hard as he tried.
When he dried his hair, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Then he fell asleep in the bed.
He had never slept in, but he was still sleeping at nine o'clock in the morning.
Tim hesitated outside the room, wondering what happened to Mr.Howard.
Just as Tim was about to knock on the door, Amy came out.
Tim was shocked when he saw Amy come out of Mr.Howard's room.
Amy quickly explained to avoid misunderstanding, "I just went in"

The servant had already served the food, but Paul didn't get up, so she decided to come to see him.
Obviously, Tim didn't believe it.
How could it be so coincidental? He finally knew why Mr.Howard hadn't gotten up yet.
It turned out that Mr.Howard had indulged himself last night.
He quickly smiled, "Amy, let me wake Mr.Howard up."
Amy wanted to explain, but she knew that whatever she said, Tim would not believe it.
Fortunately, Paul opened the door himself.
He stood there coldly and frowned as if he felt they were a little noisy.
Amy quickly smiled, "Honey, morning."
Paul felt warm and his coldness disappeared, "Flattering”
It was an unpleasant word, but he said it affectionately.Even Amy was shocked, let alone Tim.
Tim was so stunned, standing still.
He saw Mr.Howard rub Amy's head.
Why was Mr.Howard so affectionate? Hadn't he seen anyone? Why did he know these moves? Wasn't Amy indifferent to men?
Why did she blush? Tim thought it must be hallucinations.Amy was indeed very shy.When Paul rubbed her head gently, even her
ears turned red.
"Honey, let's go to have breakfast."
"Okay."
Paul walked down first.
Amy breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously touched her lips.
Then the corners of her mouth curved up.

They must have kissed.This was what Tim thought.
He felt that he had been deceived.
Mr.Howard had told him to come earlier today, saying that there was something important for discussion.
But, he was here, seeing them publicly display affection.
Amy rubbed her face to cool herself down.
Maybe Paul was just testing her if she liked him.
If she did, he would warn her.
Yes, that must be it! When she calmed down, she went downstairs.
Paul was already sitting elegantly at the dinner table with today's financial newspaper in his hand, and his expression didn't
change at all when she came.
Amy had breakfast quietly while looking at him from time to time.
Paul read the newspaper carefully.
After a few mouthfuls of food and a cup of milk, he went upstairs with Tim.
Amy was a little discouraged.
In fact, she had a lot to ask him, or she would always be uneasy.
Regardless of the reason why Paul did this to her, he had succeeded in making her think too much.