HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 104: Hold Me Like This

Cristofer had told Estelle before that his father had high expectations for him and was very strict with him. When he was unhappy after being scolded by his father, Luke would give him some toys secretly to make him happy when driving him to school. Luke had lived in Hans’ Residence for more than half of his life and had been used to living there. Although he was a butler, he didn’t have much work to do. This house could be counted as a retirement gift the Hans family gave him. Thinking about this, Estelle believed that Luke wouldn’t do anything to harm Yvonne. Although Luke was old, he was not that confused to be unable to distinguish between water and spirit. And there was no reason for him to hurt Yvonne. Besides, when she went to Hans’ Residence to see Yvonne before, she could see that Luke was good to Yvonne. Estelle thought, ‘The person who hurt Yvonne was no other than…’ Suddenly, a message from Mr. Mysterious interrupted her train of thought. ‘Estelle, turn off the light.’ Estelle was stunned. ‘Sir, are you here?’ ‘I know you must be having a bee in your head right now, so I sent a message to urge you to sleep.’ Seeing the message, Estelle couldn’t help smiling and felt warm in her heart. She left the bed quietly, drew the curtains, and then walked to the door to turn off the light. She had intended to leave the light lamp at the door on so that it would be convenient for her to take care of Yvonne at night. But at the thought that Mr. Mysterious didn’t want her to see his face, she still turned it off. The next moment, the whole ward fell into darkness. Then the door of the ward was pushed open. Estelle reached out her hand and groped in the darkness. “Sir, is it you?” “Yes, I’m here,” Mr. Mysterious said as he took her hand and held her in his arms. He was very gentle and careful for fear that he touched the incision on her chest. Smelling the familiar scent of cologne, Estelle felt relieved.

Somehow, she felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry. She nestled against Mr. Mysterious’ chest and sniffed hard at the cologne. Noticing her action, Mr. Mysterious chuckled and stroked her hair. “What’s wrong? Are you worried that I’m a fake, so you smell me to confirm my identity?” he asked. Estelle shook her head and gently wrapped her arms around his waist. “No, I just feel relieved when I’m smelling your smell.” Hearing this, Mr. Mysterious sighed slightly and comforted her in a gentle voice, “Don’t be afraid Estelle. I’ve told you that I’ll take care of everything for you.” “I see,” Estelle said and sniffed, unable to hold back her tears anymore. “Sir, I have thought about your proposal before and have made a decision.” Mr. Mysterious stiffened when hearing this, and the hand with which he was stroking her hair trembled slightly. He seemed to be a little nervous. “So, what’s your decision?” “Sir, I want to spend my last days with you,” Estelle sobbed and said in a low voice. “I want you to be by my side when I’m still alive... I’m so tired... I don’t want to be alone anymore.” Hearing this, Mr. Mysterious breathed a sigh of relief and said with his voice full of satisfaction, “Okay. Estelle, I’ll be with you. We’ll spend your last days together.” Estelle then continued, “Sir, I...” “Shh. I know what you want to say,” Mr. Mysterious said. “I know you have a daughter and a son. The four of us will live together happily on your last days.” Hearing his words, Estelle was so moved that she nodded and couldn’t say a word. Finally, she couldn’t help crying. At this moment, she suddenly felt that the identity of Mr. Mysterious didn’t matter at all. If she was a tiny boat bobbing up and down in the sea, then Mr. Mysterious was a warm harbour at the destination. Although they could only meet in darkness, she didn’t care about it anymore. As long as she could be with Mr. Mysterious, she would be very satisfied. After she had suffered so much in the past six years, she was pulled out of the abyss of despair by

him. Unlike those who trampled on her dignity and hurt her, Mr. Mysterious cherished her and took good care of her. And he would always appear at the right time when she needed help. ‘It must be that God shows mercy to me, so he let Mr. Mysterious come to my side in my last days,’ Estelle thought. “Estelle,” Mr. Mysterious gently called her name. “Don’t cry.” However, Estelle cried even more sadly, and her shoulders kept shaking. Afraid of waking Yvonne up, she tried her best to restrain herself and didn’t dare to cry loudly. “Sir,” Estelle sobbed and said, “I don’t want to cry. I’m a mother now, and I should be strong. But I can’t control myself, especially when I see you.” Mr. Mysterious hugged her tightly and said, “Then don’t restrain yourself and just cry. You can vent your heart’s sadness and grievances by crying.” “But Yvonne is sleeping...” “Estelle, close your eyes,” Mr. Mysterious said gently. “Okay.” Estelle then closed her eyes as he said. She was always obedient in front of him. The next moment, Mr. Mysterious carried her in his arms. “Sir…” “Estelle, I can trust you, right?” “Yes.” “Let’s go to the rooftop terrace. There’s no one else, but you and I, and Yvonne won’t be disturbed if you cry. But the terrace is brighter than here. You will see me as long as you open your eyes.” Estelle shook her head firmly and said, “Sir, I won’t open my eyes.” “Okay. I believe you.” Mr. Mysterious said and then walked out of the ward with her in his arms. Instead of taking the elevator, he took the stairs to the terrace, walking steadily and slowly. Lying in his arms, Estelle felt at ease and gradually calmed down. She gently held his collar to keep balance and lowered her head with her eyes closed to show that she wouldn’t peep at him. After a while, Mr. Mysterious said, “Estelle, here we are.” A gust of cold wind blew, and Estelle trembled slightly. “Do you want me to hold you like this or put you down?” Mr. Mysterious asked. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Just hold me like this.” “Okay.” Mr. Mysterious carried her more tightly in his arms and said, “Just cry if you want to. It doesn’t matter how loud you cry.” “Sir.” “What’s up?” “You can put me down if you are tired.” Mr. Mysterious chuckled and said, “Don’t worry. I’m more powerful than you think.” Hearing this, Estelle blushed. “I... I just don’t want you to be too tired.” “I know,” Mr. Mysterious said. “It doesn’t matter. I’m willing to carry you in my arms like this.” Estelle’s nose twitched, and then she burst into tears, releasing all her pent-up emotions all these years. Soon, a small piece of Mr. Mysterious’ shirt was wet with tears. After a long time, Estelle stopped crying and gradually calmed down. And she felt very tired. “Estelle,” Mr. Mysterious kissed her gently on her forehead and said. “Have a good sleep.”