Flowers, Swords and France

I don't know when, Charles finally woke up from his tired sleep. △♦Dingdingdianshu,

The sunlight outside the window has illuminated everything, allowing him to see clearly the "great achievements" he completed yesterday.

In the bed, there are traces of the previous pleasure. The quilt was rolled to one side, and the sheets were wrinkled and stained with blood. The clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the woman who had made love with him all night was sleeping soundly on the bed at this time, and her body was covered with the marks left by him last night.

After less than a second of confusion, Charles quickly understood everything that happened.

A headache that was more severe than a hangover made his brain go blank in an instant.

I actually did such a ridiculous thing...

After a moment of blankness, he slowly regained consciousness. Then, his eyes returned to Mary lying on the bed.

Marie was still sleeping, breathing smoothly, and her fair and tall chest was slightly heaving.

However, this picture, which was originally very tempting, no longer aroused much desire in Charles' eyes after a night of pleasure last night and his desire was satisfied.

He now remembered everything that happened last night.

He pushed her down just after she confessed her love to him.

Whether it was because of the effect of alcohol or because he had not done it for a while and was a little thirsty, in short, he did this absurd thing after being stimulated and tempted.

What should I do?

Such a question flashed through his mind.

Although it was too late now, he finally remembered. He was a man with a fiancée - and this time, it was a clear and definite betrayal. He secretly betrayed Charlotte again. And she was still waiting to marry him.

He couldn't imagine what Charlotte would do if she knew about this, so he had no choice but to find a way to conceal it - just like what happened with Matilda.

However, although both were betrayals, the two things were different after all.

He could still explain Matilda with love, but what about Mary?

He didn't love her, although they had a lot of fun last night... Yes, it was just a carnal release, without any cover of love. This was an act of betrayal without any excuse, purely for ****.

I turned out to be such a person... He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

In his depression, he couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with himself.

This dissatisfaction. It's not just because of his absurd behavior last night, but also because of his dissatisfaction with his self-control ability.

In any case, allowing oneself to be easily tempted is a proof of weak will. He usually boasts of being calm, but in the end he can't control himself when he is tempted. This really makes him very dissatisfied with his performance.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Fortunately, the person who tempted him this time can be controlled, otherwise it would be terrible.

Forget it, since it has been done, there is no point in entanglement.

It was already late. He still had a lot of official business to deal with, so he didn't have time to sigh here.

Thinking of this, he slowly got up from the bed and prepared to pack his clothes.

However. Although he deliberately reduced the force, the slight shaking still woke Mary.

Her eyes slowly opened, and then gradually focused on Charles who was already standing by the bed.

"Sir..." A forced smile appeared on her face. She still looked in poor condition, but at least she should be in a good mood.

This voice was so gentle and graceful. Charles' heart couldn't help but wave again.

"Oh, good morning, Mary." With the embarrassment of not knowing what to say, Charles reluctantly greeted.

Perhaps seeing Charles's confusion, Mary's smile became even stronger. "Well, good morning. Are you...are you going to the department to work?"

"Yes, yes." Charles nodded, "I still have a lot of things to do, so I'm sorry, I have to leave first..."

After a pause, he looked at Mary apologetically, "...You don't look very good, continue to rest here? I'll tell someone, you can wait until the afternoon to leave, well...I'll just ask someone to pick you up in the afternoon?"

"Thank you, sir..." Mary's face still maintained that kind of tender and satisfied smile, "But it doesn't matter, I'll rest for a while, and leave by myself in the afternoon."

"Is it really okay?" Charles hesitated.

"It's really okay, thank you for your concern...You go to handle the official business first, I can handle the rest myself."

"Oh, okay, then you take a good rest here now." Seeing Mary say this, Charles no longer insisted.

Then, he hesitated again, and finally said it. "I'm sorry."

"What do you have to apologize for? No need to apologize." Mary asked back with a smile, "I told you that I wanted this, you just fulfilled my wish... In fact, I am very happy. This is a very beautiful memory, sir."

Perhaps it was out of instinct, or perhaps it was because of too many field observations in social circles, Mary could always say what men liked to hear the most, and this time was no exception.

Based on her understanding of Charles, she knew that the more she said this to Charles, the more he would feel guilty.

"I'm glad you said that," Charles smiled, "but you did a stupid thing, girl, you know my situation, you paid too precious things..."

"It's okay, I have figured it out a long time ago, as long as I can be together with you, as long as this love that has made me suffer and happy for so long can be temporarily vented, I don't want anything else..." Mary answered with a trance smile. Just like a woman who is really intoxicated in love, blind and passionate. "Thank you for responding to my love and treating me so gently. I... I am very happy, really, I don't think I can ask for more."

Then, she blinked mischievously.

"This is a secret between the two of us. I will keep it secret. I don't want to cause you any trouble."

She didn't want anything, she just wanted to stay with me... This answer surprised Charles, but also touched him.

Then, should I really just do what she said. Just walk away without caring about anything and pretend that nothing happened?

No, I shouldn't do that.

The original text is available at # 9 @Book/Bar!

If I just treat others as toys that can be thrown away after use, then what is the difference between me and that kind of father? Charles thought.

Even if it was absurd for a while, it was a choice he made under his own will. He should bear the responsibilities that must be borne for it, and he can't just push the responsibility onto Marie.

Although he is destined to be unable to be with the other party, there is still a way to make up for it.

Besides, there is such a person who doesn't care about the consequences and is obsessed with him. Isn't it trustworthy?

"You've said enough. You were so tired last night. You should rest for a while and be careful not to catch a cold." Charles walked to Marie's side. Then he carefully pulled the quilt over her, "Rest early and recover. I still need your help with many things..."

"I am happy to, sir." Marie whispered. "It is my greatest luck to be able to serve you..."

"I am also lucky." Charles nodded. Then he was ready to turn around and leave.

"Sir?" Marie suddenly called Charles.

"Anything else?" Charles asked hurriedly.

"You...can you..." Marie's face flushed, "Can you kiss me before leaving?"

The face that had turned pale because of the night's beating was now red again. Are girls who fall in love so cute?

Maybe.

Without any hesitation, Charles, who was already in a state of excitement, obeyed her wish.

He leaned over, and then his lips touched Marie's thin red lips. This time he kissed very gently.

After a long time, the two people's lips parted again.

"Okay, goodbye." Charles, who had packed his clothes again, nodded to Marie, "Have a good rest."

"Goodbye, sir." Marie, with a red face still on her face, replied in a tender voice. "I really hope to see you soon."

"You will."

Charles agreed, then turned and left the room.

Marie just lay on the bed, watching Charles walk out of the room step by step.

Until Charles walked out of the room, her eyes full of expectation and infatuation slowly cooled down, and the blush and smile on her face gradually disappeared.

All the tenderness and shyness that had intoxicated Charles before had disappeared at this time. Her heart was now very calm, and her mind was calm.

It must be said that everything went better than expected. After finding the opportunity, she actually completed the task entrusted by the old man.

However, what excited her more than completing the task was Charles's reaction.

This gentle and apologetic response was something she had never expected. She had never expected that Charles was not as dissolute and absurd as his good friend Albert, who did not take his affairs with women seriously.

Was it this man who secretly hooked up with Matilda - and maybe other women - and pretended to be fine? It didn't seem like that at all.

However, although it was unexpected, this result was the most ideal.

Perhaps, in addition to completing the task, she could really get extra rewards from him?

When she thought of this, Mary couldn't help laughing, and it was a smile from her heart.

In that case, it would be nice to continue loving him... (Want to know more exciting news about "Flowers, Swords and France"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add a public account in Add Friends, search for "", follow the public account, and never miss every update!) (To be continued..)