Love Together, Be With You Never novel Chapter 59

A prompt sounded from the rice steamer when the porridge was cooked.

It pulled me back to reality. I quickly turned off the power, poured the porridge into a bowl and brought it to Marlon. "Since your stomach hurts, you’d better have some porridge!"

Only after saying this did I realize that I was used to helping him do everything and being nice to him, for I couldn't bear to see him unhappy or feel uncomfortable.

"Feed me. My stomach hurts!" Without moving, he leaned against the sofa.

I wanted to refuse, because it was utterly inappropriate for me to feed him. However, seeing his paler face and the beads of sweat on his forehead, I picked up the bowl without saying anything. Then I scooped up a spoonful of porridge and cooled it down before putting it near Marlon's lips.

Marlon stared at me. The whole house was in silence, and he kept looking at me quietly. I also looked back at him without uttering a word. My heart suddenly beat rapidly. This had never happened before. When we were together in the past, we only had physical contact without any communication, and he had never looked at me like this, as if I was the only person in his world.

I kept telling myself to stop daydreaming. The reason why he behaved like this was that he drank too much. He probably didn't even know who I was right now.

However, no matter how I warned myself, I still couldn't help having an extravagant hope. Even if it was just a dream, I wanted to feel his gentleness regardless of anything else. That was because after tonight, Marlon would sober up and everything would return to normal.

"You can drink now. It's already cold!" I said to Marlon with a smile, which was the gentlest one I had ever shown to him. Since there was no future between us, I would shower my tenderness and affection on him for the last time.

Marlon kept staring at me as he drank the porridge I fed him. He finished the whole bowl of porridge in this way.

After he finished the porridge, I helped him to his bed. I didn't dare to look at him, because I knew I must give up on him. If this continued, I would be on the brink of an abyss again.

I turned around to leave, but my hand was grabbed by him. "Stay with me!" In the dim bedroom, Marlon's voice sounded husky and low. There was also a touch of loneliness and sorrow in it, as if he was an injured beast licking its wounds in the night.

I felt my heart was suddenly hit fiercely by something, and I was completely out of my senses.

Marlon pulled me back, and I completely forgot to resist. He hugged me from behind and tightly pressed me against his strong chest. I finally understood that I was like a moth and Marlon was like the light I had spent my whole life searching for. No matter how many tribulations I had experienced, as long as he was right in front of me, I would come to him happily even if I knew I was going to die!

I closed my eyes and greedily smelled the unique scent of Marlon, as well as the strong smell of alcohol on him. Without turning around, I groped for his hand and slowly held it. Tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.

'Marlon, do you know how much I love you? Even when lying in your arms, I feel so painful when holding your hand and smelling your scent!' I thought.

How much I wished I could live with him like this forever!

However, all of this was just my pathetic fantasy. All I could do was to desperately seize this moment like a lunatic.

I clenched Marlon's hand tightly and pressed the back of his hand against my lips, but I didn't dare to let his hand be stained with my tears.

Fortunately, he just remained silent and I could only hear the sound of his heavy breathing. I thought that Marlon must have fallen asleep, but I did not turn around to look at him. Instead, I held his hand tightly and leaned against his chest.