Matter of Love

Finally, they finished dinner. In fact, Greg didn't eat anything. He just watched Rona eat by herself. When Rona finished eating, Greg stood up and was about to leave.

"Greg, are you leaving again?" Behind him, Rona looked at him with reluctance. There were all kinds of feelings in her eyes, which made Greg unable to say no.

"The house is so big and quiet. This feeling is more obvious especially at night." Rona murmured. She turned around and didn't look at Greg anymore. Instead, she walked to the window and looked at the moon outside. "Forget it. What should I tell you? If you want to leave, just go."

The more she behaved like this, the more embarrassed Greg was to leave. He knew what she meant very well, as if the night before yesterday when he woke up, he found that Leona was not by his side, and suddenly felt that the room was empty.

Now he didn't like that kind of big villa anymore. Instead, he thought this kind of small house was better. Although it was crowded, it seemed to have a home. Maybe he should consider finding a small apartment like this with Leona.

He walked slowly behind Rona and held her slender shoulders, "how about I leave after you fall asleep?"

Rona didn't say anything more. She just closed her eyes and leaned back against the broad chest of Greg. She felt his strong and powerful heartbeat from behind, which gave her a sense of security.

"It's late. You have to go to work tomorrow. How about I accompany you to your room and have a rest?" Greg's voice came from above Rona's head.

"Okay."

The two returned to the room. Greg helped her lie down and covered her with the quilt. Then he lay down beside her, with Rona resting her head on his chest.

must be seven

then separated for eight years. If they really had a child, he or she

to bed early. Don't think about those nonsense. Things have happened, and we can only learn

I didn't mean to escape. I just said if." Rona drew circles on his

continue this meaningless topic, Greg suddenly saw a disk on the

to take it over to have a look. There was no handwriting on it. It

her face, she said, "Nothing. It's just that I used

Greg asked in confusion, "Do we need to use this method to watch a movie or listen to music now? You

nonsense. There is nothing in it. I like to record it on a disk. How, how could I have any secrets? I'm a little tired. I'm going to bed." As expected, Rona closed her eyes and didn't say

suspicious. He didn't take it seriously at first. It was just a disk. Six or seven years ago, when the computer was not as popular as it

didn't expect that Rona would be so angry. He looked at the

was curious, he didn't have

pulled his arm out of her neck and tucked her in. Then he quietly

that ninety percent of Leona

a sudden, Greg had an impulse to see his wife and son. He pulled

after Leona coaxed her son to sleep, she also lay down on the accompanying bed to have a rest. Leona had already asked Lina to go back to have a rest. It was enough to have one person be here.