Pay For Lovely Me

Chapter 58 Is His Gentleness True

Of course, the funeral of Ned was handled by Joe.

That night, Hans rushed back to H City.

After getting off the plane, he directly went to the Su family. When he arrived, it was already eleven

o'clock in the evening. The one who opened the door was Nancy. When she saw him, her eyes flashed

with excitement, "Mr. Hans!"

There was a trace of sadness and fragility in her voice. Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked

somewhat delicate and pitiful in plain clothes.

"Where is Celia?"

Instead of comforting the red eyed Nancy, Hans walked into the room and asked the whereabouts of

Celia directly.

"In the mourning hall."

Nancy answered stiffly with a trace of resentment in her heart.

Wearing a mourning dress, Celia knelt down in front of the casket of Ned. She felt deeply sad. Although

this man was her adoptive father, he really loved her. Even if later he wanted to exchange her for

benefits.

But she didn't blame him, really.

Even though she refused his request at the beginning, in the end, she couldn't stand by and finally

chose to sacrifice herself to protect Nancy, Emily and the Su Group.

When Hans walked into the room, he saw the sad and slender back of Celia. The cold light fell on her,

making her look a little desolate.

His heart ached for no reason.

Hans frowned slightly. For a moment, he even ignored that the person who had died was his enemy

and he should be happy.

He couldn't help but walk forward. Celia, who was kneeling there with a lonely back, was immersed in

her own world and didn't notice it. When he was close to her, he opened his thin lips and called her

softly, "Celia!"

He saw that Celia's body froze a little. Then she turned around to look at him.

Her red eyes were filled with sadness and heartbreaking tears, perhaps because of his appearance, or

because of his gentle call.

They looked at each other.

There was a touch of tenderness in Hans's cold eyes. He took two steps forward, reached out his arm Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

and pulled her into his arms.

At a loss, Celia froze in his arms. As soon as she looked up, he lowered his head and kissed her on the

lips.

Celia's mind went blank for a moment.

She was really confused and didn't know what was going on. But she quickly reacted and reached out

to refuse. This was in front of her father's casket. How could Hans kiss her here...

"Silly girl, don't be afraid."

As soon as Celia refused, Hans let go of her, but he still held her in his arms. The warm breath with the

faint mint fragrance of his body penetrated into her nose, inexplicably making her feel a little warm.

Although he had humiliated her in front of everyone half a month ago and she should have treated him

as an enemy.

However, considering their relation, it seemed that it was normal for her to be humiliated like that. As

per the usual indifference and coldness of Hans, his current tenderness made her uncomfortable.

There were tenderness in his dark eyes, which were like a clear pond with faint ripples.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Hans knew what she thought. He just smiled slightly, raised his hand to

brush the hair on her forehead. His low and gentle voice rang in her ear, "Celia, I came back from

another city just now. I came here directly after getting off the plane. So I haven't eaten anything yet.

Can you accompany me to eat something?"

In fact, he wanted her to take some food. Seeing her sad face, he guessed that she hadn't eaten

anything tonight.

It was as expected. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of Joe from behind. . In a low

and slightly hoarse voice, Joe said, "Celia, you go to take some food first. I'll handle the things here."

While he was talking, Joe had already walked towards them. Sadness and tiredness were intertwined

between his eyebrows. He glanced at Hans indifferently, turned to Celia, and gently looked at her.

"Brother, you haven't eaten anything either, have you?"

Celia knew that Joe also hated Hans and it was because of her. Therefore, every time her brother met

Hans, she couldn't help worrying.

She didn't want to leave. Celia knew that Joe was the saddest person for father's death. Both Emily

and Nancy were women who long for vanity, so they didn't have much feelings for it.

Although Celia was also sad, she knew that her sadness could not be compared with her brother's.

Perhaps it was because of his father's death, Joe's hostility towards Hans was reduced a little. At this

moment, seeing that Hans was holding Celia in arms, he didn't care. The most important thing was to

let Hans take Celia to eat something.

"I'm not hungry now. Celia, go to take some food with Mr. Hans. Don't starve yourself."

Looking at Celia lovingly, Joe wanted to touch her head, but he stopped when he saw the possessive

posture of Hans.

"Celia, your brother is right. Don't starve yourself. We'll pack some food for him later."

Hans held Celia in his arms. Although he didn't hurt her, he was absolutely strong and domineering.

"Okay."

After hesitating for a moment, Celia compromised.

Considering Celia's mood, Hans took her to a quiet restaurant nearby and ordered a private room. The

two sat opposite each other.

In the soft light, Celia's sad face looked pale, and her bright eyes became dim. Her whole body was

wrapped in sadness.

"Celia."

With his eyebrows frowned, Hans called her name gently, and then sat beside her.

Celia raised her head. Her blank and sad eyes met his gentle black eyes. She gradually regained her

consciousness, but she didn't notice that the way Hans called her had changed. In the past, he had

always gnashed his teeth when calling her name.

Tonight, he called her "Celia" in a soft voice, which sounded natural and kind. There was even a trace

of tenderness and love in it, but different from what she knew at ordinary times - acting.

"Everything was fine this afternoon, wasn't it? Why did your father left all of a sudden?"

Hans's voice was low and full of doubt, seemed that he was really confused about it. He held her cold

hand gently, trying to warm her up and dispel her sadness.

Celia didn't know who the man that Emily was dating was. She was even sadder when she heard the

question. In the afternoon, she had thought of finding an expert for a consultation about her father's

illness, hoping to give him a better treatment.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was changed.

Celia bit her lips sadly, as if she didn't want to show her fragility in front of him. She tried to say in a

calm tone, "It's because of my mother. She went to the hospital and quarreled with Dad. She seemed

to take that man with her. My father couldn't bear that kind of stimulation. His brain blood vessels were

broken, and the rescue was ineffective."

Holding her hand tighter, a touch of sneer flashed in Hans's eyes. In an instant, a trace of tenderness

and love appeared in his eyes. He comforted her gently, "Don't bite your lips. If you want to cry, just cry.

But don't be sad after crying. Your father is not in good health. Sooner or later he would leave.

Perhaps, leaving earlier is a relief to him."

Celia didn't even notice that there was a bit of stiffness in Hans's tone, as if he was not willing to say it,

but he didn't want to make her so sad, so he forced himself to comfort her.

Maybe it was because she was too sad, she relaxed herself in the net made by his tenderness. The

next moment, tears rolled down from her fair face, dropping on the back of his hand that was holding

with her.

Hans pursed his lips slightly, and then reached out another hand to hold her in his arms.

It was the first time that she had cried in front of him, which inexplicably touched the deepest softness

in his heart. His heart trembled, and a trace of pain spread in his blood.

Hans's heart ached as she cried. For a long time, he just held her in his arms quietly, forgetting the

hatred between the two, forgetting that he should celebrate tonight.

But there was one thing that he was telling the truth.

That was to say, the death of Ned was a relief!

If it was according to his original plan, he would never let Ned die so easily. But because of the

intervention of Celia, he didn't want to make things worse. Otherwise Ned would not die so easily.

"In fact, I know it will happen sooner or later."

It was not until the waiter served the dishes that Celia stopped crying and struggled out of his arms.

She wiped her tears and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

With a slight frown, Hans asked, "You know?"

"Yes, the doctor said that my father's condition is very bad, and he is depressed because of the matter

of Emily. Maybe you are right, this is also a relief."

"Emily?"

He was confused and asked again in a low voice.

Realizing that she had just called the name of her foster mother, Celia was a little stunned. She thought

there was nothing to hide from him, so she explained simply, "Oh, I was so angry that I forgot to be

polite. In fact, I was adopted by them, so my mother and my sister are not friendly to me. You should be

able to see that."

At the end of her words, there was a hint of mockery in her tone, recalling what he had said in the

hospital last time.

"You said you were adopted by the Su family?"

There was a hint of surprise and imperceptible complex emotions in his voice.

Celia nodded slightly.

"What about your parents?"

Hans's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell why, but he seemed to be a little happy because Celia

said she was adopted.

How could he wish that she was not the biological daughter of Ned?

He froze slightly for this thought. A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes. He stared at Celia and

even forgot to let her take some food first.

"I don't have a father. My mother died when I was very young, and then the Su family adopted me."

When she looked at him in confusion, Hans realized that he was a little out of control. He pursed his

lips slightly, picked up the chopsticks and handed it to her, "Don't think about anything now. Let's eat

first."

After saying that, he couldn't help smiling. 'It is a pleasant news.'