Chapter 62 - Answers
As though time had suddenly stopped for a moment, Leia's breathing became unsteady and her gaze became lost. "I-i."
"Leia, tell me the truth. Don't lie to me." Victor's face became serious, and he stared at her.
A complicated expression emerged on her face, and she tried to ask herself if she still loved Shawn or not, but the first thing that appeared in her mind was an image of Adrik. His hugs, his smile, his laughter, and his voice echoed in her mind, and she couldn't help but clutch her head in her hands. Why is she feeling this way? Why is her heart saying nothing? Why is she not able to picture Shawn but instead pictures Adrik, whom she hadn't even thought about just now? Why was his deep voice and laughter reverberating in her mind? Just why?!!!
Does she really have no feelings for Shawn anymore? Does her heart belong to someone whom she doesn't want to admit that she was falling for?
Her hands trembled, and she grabbed the coffee on the table and gulped it all down. She wiped her lips and raised her complicated eyes to stare at Victor, who was staring at her with a raised brow.
"I-i... i." She parted her lips to say something, but not a single word escaped her mouth. Feeling very uncomfortable and unsure of herself, she hurriedly stood up from the chair and awkwardly half-smiled at Victor. "I have to go now. See you later." She didn't wait for his reply and sauntered away towards the Rolls Royce she parked beside the road.
She stepped into the driver's seat and sped off down the road.
Victor gazed at the disappearing back of the car, and a low sigh exited from his mouth. "Poor Shawn. How would he react if he came back only to find out that the girl he loved more than anything was now married, and to the richest man at that?" He shook his head and made payments to the bartender before leaving.
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Zooming down the road at high speed, many questions whirled in Leia's mind, and her hands tightened on the steering wheel. Why was she reluctant? Is Shawn not in her heart anymore? Is she... really in love with Adrik? Has she unknowingly fallen for him and can't control her heart anymore?
Has that in any way been the reason why she feels strange and reacts weirdly around Adrik? But that was impossible!
She admits that she indeed does feel very attracted to Adrik and sometimes wishes to do shit with him. But does attraction equal love, or does she actually love and feel attracted to him at the same time?
She pinched her brow and took deep breaths when she saw the mansion come into view. She slowed the car down and rode into the compound. She packed the car and stepped down with a stressed look on her face.
Leia went straight to their room the moment she walked into the manor and opened the door, only to find no one in the room. 'Did he not come back?' Her face puckered as she thought, and her nose suddenly twitched. When she smelled his lingering scent, she sniffed and nodded to herself. 'He's at home.' Her heart unexpectedly fluttered in bliss, and she hurriedly walked to the other room where he sometimes goes, but still didn't find him there.
A low, annoyed groan exited her mouth and her ears abruptly shuddered as the sound of classical music sounded and she couldn't help but follow the noise.
Her legs began to take her closer to the sound, and the louder it became. The pleasant sound guided her to a compartment that she had never seen or gone to since she came to the mansion, and her eyes fell on Adrik, who was dressed in black pants and a white shirt, seated behind a piano with a violin placed on his shoulder. His eyes were shut and a strange expression that she couldn't seem to comprehend lingered on his face. He looked so beautiful.
She stood at the door and watched him play the violin with a smile unknowingly creeping up to her lips. Her eyes fluttered, and she subconsciously began to walk to him.
Leia stood beside him for a moment, but it seemed like he was too immersed in the music he was playing that he didn't notice her presence.
She stepped over to the piano and climbed on top of it to sit down. Well, the only stool in the room was occupied by Adrik.
She pulled her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, then she silently watched him play the violin. Her brow creased a bit when she suddenly realized that she hadn't gotten to explore his face quite well.
She tilted her head to one side and began to study his face with narrowed eyes.
He had an oval face with a sharp jawline, and his bloody red lips were not slim but a little plumpy. It looked so sensual and kissable that she suddenly couldn't help but think what it would be like to kiss him.
His eyes, which looked as though they had mascara drawn on them, were sword-shaped and his lashes were so long that she would never even think of comparing hers with his. He had a pointed nose and eyebrows that were slim and looked as though they were carved even though they weren't.
Her eyes traveled up to his hair that was almost touching the floor when he sat down, and she found it very unique. This was the first time in her life she had seen a man with such long hair. The few strands that fell over his face were not quite as long as the rest but stopped only at his shoulder length.
A low sigh eluded her lips when she glanced at the hideous scars on the lower part of his face, and she couldn't help but anticipate just how god-like he would look without these scars, considering how he was this beautiful even with the scars.
Just how strikingly beautiful was he before he got these blemishes, and what exactly inflicted them on his face? These questions she wanted an answer to.