Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 150 Six Lola's Groom ([-])

"The storm made me feel like I was the only one left in the world," she said finally.

"Why?" James instinctively felt that the answer to this question would be the key to solving all the mysteries of this woman.

Laura hesitated, wondering if she should answer the question.But in the end she said: "The night my father left home was also a thunderstorm night."

James didn't say anything, just looked at her closely.

"Although I saw him afterwards," Laura said, "everything is different."

"Children usually have a hard time accepting it. It's actually better for two people who don't love each other to go their separate ways."

Laura turned to him and said, "The problem is, I don't think they don't love each other anymore. They just can't stop hurting each other." Laura smiled incredulously: "After the divorce, they are more able than before the divorce." Be kind to each other.In fact, my father was devastated when my mother died. "

"People are fickle, and so is love, but that doesn't mean all couples are like that."

Laura turned her head back, facing the window again, "Yes, maybe!"

Her categorical, bleak judgment made Jajaim say, "But you don't believe in love, do you?"

Mu La turned to look at him again, and said in a firm tone, "Oh, no, I believe in love, and I believe in marriage. I just don't believe in love plus marriage."

James shook his head, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know what I'm talking about. I know people who are in love and I know people who are married, but I just don't know anyone who can love each other and develop a great marriage."

Laura's stern tone chilled James, and her next words chilled him even more.

"I will never marry the man I love."

For the first time in his life, James found himself at a loss for words.This idea is not only absurd, it is crazy.However, this woman has nothing to do with him at all, he doesn't need to tell her that this kind of thinking is wrong, but...

The lightning seemed to divide the sky into two, and the silver-white light spread throughout the room. The deafening thunder shook the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, making the quiet night full of creepy sounds.The frightened Laura took a breath and couldn't help shaking.And the reason why she was trembling was because of the chill in the air or the sudden loneliness, even she couldn't be sure.

Hearing her breathing and seeing her trembling, James stretched out his hand without thinking, and took her into his arms.Although Laura was taken aback, not only did she not refuse, she even allowed him to lead her to the bed.She didn't know what was going through his mind, she just knew he couldn't be let go, at least not tonight, because the storm looked so terrible.

"Don't go." She whispered beside his mustache, and she didn't bother to explain why she, who never asked for help, turned to him, a stranger, for help.Somehow, she seemed to feel that being emotionally dependent on him was a matter of course, just as his kiss made her feel so appropriate psychologically and spiritually.

James didn't say anything, just helped her pull the quilt back, helped her to lie down on the bed, then took off his jeans, climbed into the bed and lay next to her, and let her lie on her side curled up in his arms.Finally, he put his arms around her waist and said hoarsely, "Sleep!"

Laura didn't argue, she obediently did as he said.Her last thought before falling asleep was that she felt warm, safe, and, oddly enough, content with the man she called her husband, legally and religiously.