My One And Only

On his way, Kian was thinking about what his aunt just told him.

Rutherford’s being their enemy. He could not decipher that part. How was the Rutherford’s their enemy??

There was never one dispute between Rutherford and Wilson in the business world.

And what was the connection between his mother’s death and Rutherford?

He did not understand any of those. He did remember the fragments of his childhood when he was devastated hearing his mother’s death.

He did recall of those times when his aunt tried to make him eat, do things.. just a bit and pieces of those memories were all he had now.

So he could not even remember those things Tinsley told him about. If she was indeed telling the truth.

He had no means to verify whatever she was telling him was true or not. All he could do was rely on his senses or believe whatever his aunt told him for she was the one who grew him up and not Tinsley… who he had not known ever for a few months now.

Whom should he trust???

Before he could reach to any alternative in answering the question, he had reached home, the Mercedes stopped on the front veranda.

When he looked out, he thought he had reached the condo but then it was his main house… the mansion.

He forgot to tell the driver to drive him to the condo and it was too late to ask him to turn around so he decided against it and went out of the car.

Once inside his room, he pulled the tie off him, folding the handcuffs and walked towards his minibar to pour himself a whiskey.

He made it strong with too many ice cubes to calm his nerves. After the dramatic day that he had passed off, he needed relief.

He was not used to coming back home anymore without her jumping upon his bones, kissing the life out of each other, while she giggled in his arms when he twirled her around.

Her giggles soothed his tiredness off like a smooth symphony entering his ears, giving peace to his bones.

He knew that he got attached to her within a short period but it was really hard not to get attached to her when she was the perfect combination of innocence and calmness for him.

Throughout the following days that came, Kian decided against his wishes to visit her, to maintain a distance between them.

Perhaps he did get attached to her too quickly.. maybe he indeed was infatuated by her enchanting beauty like his aunt had said.

So he did what he thought would be best to forget her… to reduce this connection he felt they had built together over the past few weekends.

He poured himself to work and never once tried to make contacts with Tinsley.. not even to ask her whereabouts. He thought this was necessary for his future.

Meanwhile, in the condo, after that talk with Mrs Wilson, Tinsley could not help but feel uncertain about what Kian and she shared during the past few weeks.

He did not tell her about the news that he was promised to someone else despite the fact that all the times, he was the one who initiated intimacy between them.

She was horrified to know that he had another woman back in his real home to whom he would get married and here with her, he was making out, kissing her, touching her… making her feel things only to make her see he was not treating her any less than a mistress.

And for some time, she thought.. maybe all these were false accusations.. might be his aunt was lying to her… or maybe it was indeed true for he had not come to visit her ever since.

She cried her eyes out again, that night, thinking about him. She knew she was a very emotional person and cried easily… she was a softy and everyone ridiculed her about it.

She tried to act brave and not a coward from the moment when her parents died and after what had happened to her but then with the arrival of Kian.. she seemed to have forgotten all the hardships she had to go through in those three days.

She was being too obsessive over him… over the man who returned to her after so many long years of waiting only to discover that he was not any different… he was using her like any other men.

Valeria Wilson’s words kept repeating in her mind and for once she felt like she really should leave this place to start anew and fresh… away from all this madness but where can she begin… there was nothing for her.. not even a penny to last in the road for a single day.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

She always felt dependant her entire life and the thought of it always made her feel bad but with Kian… she never felt like that… maybe only because she loved him and still did.

What she should have known was to take even a single minute of her time to think if he felt the same way like her??

That was her mistake. She never thought of that… she was so into her dreamland on seeing him before her in bones and flesh that she forgot to question the reality of the situation.

So long year’s had passed by that it was obvious, he was not the same Kian anymore. He had changed… he had moved on with his life and perhaps found a woman whom he wanted to marry shortly.

She was just a memory of his past whom he even had no idea of. Those things and realizations broke her more.

Maybe it was time to really move on and never look back at all. But her crazy heart would not listen. It kept telling her to stay and fight for the love she had dreamed of for so many years now.

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