Matter of Love

Chapter 782 Go To The Sea With You (Part Two)

At that time, they were all true to each other. They had no fetters in their hearts except for each other, as if no one in the world could separate them. That was also the happiest time in Wei Greg's life so far.

"It was so good at that time. It was the happiest time in my life, because I had never thought that I would have the chance to go to the sea with you in my life." Although Rona's voice was covered by the wind, Gregcould tell that she was choking. He even saw her turn around and secretly wipe the corners of her eyes.

Greg didn't say anything, because he didn't know what to say. Anyway, whatever he said would be inappropriate.

"Actually, the idea is very simple. I want to see the sea with you..." As Rona hummed the song, Greg's mood was also affected, as if he had returned to that time. They two smiled at each other and then began to sing loudly.

Regardless of whether they were right on key or not, they were mourning their lost youth at this moment.

Soon, the car arrived at the beach. After parking the car, Greg and Rona got off and walked along the beach hand in hand.

Different from the blue sky and the blue sea in the daytime, the dark night covered the sea with a mysterious veil. It looked quiet and deep, as if it would fall into it accidentally.

The two of them took off their shoes and walked on the beach for a while, shoulder to shoulder. They didn't sit on the ground and look into the distance until they felt a little tired.

Under the moonlight, the sea was black. For no reason, Rona felt a burst of fear, as if it would be swallowed up at any time. She kept leaning against Greg.

"Greg, I'm a little scared. Let's get in the car, okay?" Rona held Greg's arm tightly, as if he would disappear as soon as she let him go.

Greg nodded, stood up and took Rona to a car in the distance. Sitting on the car, Rona felt better, but she still didn't let go of Greg's arm.

"Why do I feel terrible depression instead of magnificent waves this time?"

"Because last time when we looked at the sea, it was early in the morning, and now it is late at night. The natural scene is different." And the mood of was also different. But Greg didn't say the last sentence.

People in love were used to imagining everything they saw as a romantic or sad love story, especially when they were in college. They had this romantic style in their bones, so naturally they had a different feeling.

However, after that period of youth, they stepped on another journey in their lives. Their original romantic feelings were gradually smoothed out by reality and life, and naturally they had another feeling.

Another wave came, and Rona threw herself into the arms of Greg, like a shivering sheep. "Greg, I'm afraid."

Their car was parked on the beach, not far from the sea. Greg thought that Rona was still afraid of the scene in front of her, so he pressed the central lock and closed the window. He said softly, "don't be afraid. I'm here. We're going back now."

When he tried to help Rona sit upright, she refused to let go and buried her head in his chest. He didn't know what she was really afraid of was that his heart had belonged to another woman and no longer belonged to her.

From the last time they met in Europe till now, Rona had expressed or implied for several times that she wanted to start over, but Greg had been avoiding this question, which made the smart girl realize that Greg was hesitating.

She had been with Greg for three years and knew his temper. The more she forced him, the worse the result would be. After all, there was a gap of eight years between. She had to slowly let him recall their sweetness.

The most important thing was that he had a child with that woman, which was the biggest obstacle between Greg and her, so she had to take it slowly.

"What's wrong, Rona?" Greg pushed Rona to see what happened to her.

"Don't move. Just let me hug you quietly for a while." Rona still didn't let go of him, burying her head there and listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

After a long time, Rona sat down. She looked at Greg apologetically and said, "I'm much better. Let's go back."

Greg considerately fastened the seat belt for her, then started the car and drove towards the apartment.

Half an hour later, Greg and the others arrived at the downstairs of the apartment. "The light of the security room is on. It should have been connected. Go upstairs. I'll leave after I see the light of your room is on."

"Greg, where are you going at this late hour?" Rona held Greg's arm tightly.

"I'm going to the company to rest. You can go upstairs!" Said Greg.

"No, stay with me, okay? I'm so scared." Rona insisted on not letting Greg leave. She had been back for many days, but there had been no progress between her and Greg. When could they make up? She had to take the initiative.

Greg hesitated. When they were at the seaside, she had been a little emotional. He was really worried about her. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll walk you upstairs."

There were two rooms in the apartment, so he could stay in Eden's.

Seeing that Greg agreed to live here, Rona couldn't hide her excitement. She held Greg's arm and walked inside.

The elevator stopped at twelve floor. Rona followed Greg out of the elevator and skillfully pressed the password at the door. The two entered the room.

"Greg, are you hungry? Let me cook you some night snack, okay?"

Hearing this, Greg felt a little hungry, but he was surprised that Rona could cook. After all, she used to be a person who couldn't even cook instant noodles.

"Are you sure you want to cook?"

"Of course, you should know a new me today. Do you think I am still the rich lady who can't do anything before? Just wait and see. It won't take long." After saying that, Rona quickly went back to her room and changed into her home clothes. Then she walked towards the kitchen.

Sitting in the living room, Greg didn't change the furniture except for their clothes and daily necessities. These were used when he lived here with Leona and Eden before.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Soon, the aroma came from the kitchen. "Let's eat. One bowl for one person." Rona came out with two bowls of egg noodles, each with vegetables and an egg floating on it, looking very attractive.

But looking at the tableware she prepared for the two people, Greg was speechless. It was the first time that he had eaten noodles with a fork.