Deep love: insatiable lover

Of course the bodyguards won’t come out.

-Miss Breeze, are you awake? -How are you feeling?

-I told you to leave, didn’t you hear?

“She still has the strength to scold people, which seems to be a good thing.”

The bodyguard thought to himself, and turned uncomprehendingly to leave. Brisa , who had just shouted at the bodyguards to leave, immediately changed her words:

-Stop!

-What is the order? Are you hungry and need to eat?

-Where is Dylan? Why hasn’t he finished for so long? I’m awake, why hasn’t he come back?

-The bodyguard frowned and told the truth.

-Impossible! You lied to me! I’m hurt and hospitalised – how could Dylan not be with me in the hospital for something so big! Where is he? Where is Dylan? Go and tell him I’m awake!

Breeze’s unreasonable problem, the bodyguard ignored it completely, and his voice was still cold:

-I will notify the Lord immediately of Miss Brisa’s awakening.

-I want to see Dylan! Go find Dylan.

He alone is responsible for telling Dylan about Brisa’s awakening. As to whether he should come or not, that’s Dylan’s business.

Of course, there was no need for the bodyguard to tell Brisa these words.

He went straight away.

In the living room, Brisa was very angry.

She looked gloomily at her wrist wrapped in gauze. She cut her wrists so cruelly and shed so much blood, why didn’t Dylan come to accompany her?

“Accompany Vanessa?”

At this thought, Brisa’s chest began to gnaw frantically with jealousy.

Her eyes were filled with resentment and she wished she could kill Vanessa’s resentment.

“A load of rubbish, but they still let Vanessa get away.”

-Sir, Miss Brisa is awake.

-Take care of her.

Dylan hung up the phone, not looking at Brisa at all. Holding the wine in front of him with a cold face, Dylan looked up and drank it.

The opposite Lucas looked at him and said :

-Do you really use wine to drown your sorrows?

“It seems that the charm of love is really great. Dylan Moya has a day like that too, it’s a rarity.”

-Shut up.

Dylan’s cold stare shut Lucas up immediately.

-I told you a long time ago that Vanessa’s situation would improve if a trusted friend or family member replaced her. If you don’t listen to me, you’ll have to send her back eventually.

Lucas shrugged and poured another glass of wine for Dylan.

Dylan scoffed again at the thought of Vanessa’s peace after returning to the Cazalla family.

Dylan had drunk all the wine, Lucas finally stopped blindly mocking him.

He said sternly:

-So where do you think Vanessa is in your heart now? Is she a toy you haven’t lost interest in, or someone you never want to let go of in your life?

“Which location?”

Dylan also wondered in his mind where Vanessa was located.

-I have no idea.

-Okay, then tell me, what do you think? Do you want to marry Brisa? What if Vanessa really does leave? Will you follow her back? At that point, her condition is that you can’t marry Brisa. Would you agree to marry her?

“This kind of cold-blooded, ruthless robot who doesn’t know what emotion is, needs a kind-hearted friend to remind him. Like me Lucas.”

-It’s impossible for her to leave.

-Don’t be so absolute. You used to think you’d never care about any woman in your life. But now? You feel your heart and you think about it, have you started to care about Vanessa?

“Do I care? Of course I do. Otherwise you wouldn’t have changed so much when confronted with her.”

“Yes… Vanessa comes out of here naive.”

Thinking about this, Dylan’s hand squeezed the glass tightly. He found himself unable to accept the assumption, and refused to let Vanessa leave.

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Although he didn’t understand Vanessa’s position in his mind at the moment, Dylan was sure he wouldn’t marry Brisa.

-Because of Vanessa?

-No one can try to control my life, you know. If I’m married to Brisa, and she gets her way. As for whether there are other women around me, she has no right to control.

And this time, Dylan was completely disappointed with Brisa.

He is ruthless, and once he gets bored with someone, he instantly becomes indifferent and resolute.

“This is still without acknowledging Vanessa’s influence on it.”

Lucas pursed his lips and continued the gradual induction:

-What if the person you married was Vanessa? Like Brisa , she doesn’t allow other women around her to try to interfere in your life, what would you do? Would you also leave her without hesitation?

“Marry Vanessa?”

Dylan basically didn’t hear what Lucas said , the only thing that came to his mind was this sentence.

“If I marry Vanessa…”

Dylan found that the assumption didn’t upset him at all, and he even found it pleasant. Dylan finds himself impatient and even amused if Vanessa does not allow other women to surround him.

Because that shows that Vanessa cares about him, that she is jealous.

Gradually, it seemed that something had finally been demystified, and began to clear in Dylan’s mind.

It’s just that it’s still almost there, so he doesn’t see it clearly.

But at least Dylan is sure that the only thing special to him in this world is Vanessa.

-Did you find out?

Lucas was too depressed, his friend’s self-control too strong and his emotions too insensitive, making it impossible for people to notice. Even if he tried hard to observe, he couldn’t make an accurate judgement.

-I’m leaving.

-What?

Lucas didn’t react for a moment, but Dylan had stood up, carrying his coat and preparing to leave.

-Fuck! You still haven’t answered me! I’ve been drinking with you for so long, do you still have a conscience?

“I’m a condom? Throw it away!”

Ignoring the dissatisfaction behind him, Dylan walked too fast.

-Fuck.

Lucas sat down angrily and drank a bottle of wine.

An hour later, Dylan returned to the villa.

Here recently, and when he re-entered, he felt strange for a moment.

-Sir?

Dylan, who suddenly stopped and didn’t move, asked.

-Move all of Brisa’s things to another flat.