With that said, he wanted to lead her into the mansion when she suddenly lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face deep in his arms.
Brian stiffened as he looked at her with surprise.
âDonât⦠push me away. Just let me hold you for a while, okay? I want to hold you like this right now.â
Her voice was hoarse and choking.
âDid something happen?â he asked. The air around him seemed gloomy.
She said nothing, but the arms holding him tightened slightly, and their bodies grew closer.
Brian did not ask any more questions. He raised one arm and put it around her waist while the other caressed her hair.
The two quietly hugged each other like two people needing comfort.
Valda Thellerâs face pressed on Brianâs chest. All she could smell was his scent. It was as if holding him like this would make her feel safe and warm.
When she was in university, she had told herself to be strong because all she could depend on was herself.
However, she could not help wanting to depend on him. It would be best if she could rely on him for the rest of his life.
After a long time, Valda Theller finally let go. âAlright, thank you. I feel much better. Iâm going home now.â
âWait, what happened?â Brian grabbed her and asked.
Valda Theller sighed. âItâs nothing. Itâs just that I went to my uncleâs house today. He asked me for money again, saying heâs ill. Theyâll probably think of me as an ingrate if I donât pay them.â
Brian frowned slightly. âIs your uncle sick?â
Valda Theller said, âI donât know if itâs true. I wanted to see Uncleâs medical records and examination reports, but they refused. Maybe they think I can be their ATM because Iâm dating you.â
âWould you like me to handle it for you?â he asked, not wanting to see her so down. Things that money could fix were nothing to him.
Valda Theller shook her head and said, âNo, I can handle it myself.
If I need you to handle every little problem, depending on you will become a habit.â
âI donât mind you always depending on me,â said Brian.
A trance flickered in Valda Thellerâs eyes. âAlways⦠sounds like a beautiful promise.
âDoes he understand what it means to say that word to a woman?â
âBut I mind. I donât want to be dependent on others.â Valda Theller smiled. âIf I canât handle it, Iâll ask for your help, but I want to handle it myself now.â
He said, âAlright, Iâll send you home, then.â
âNo thanks. Youâre already home. Iâll take a taxi. Itâs convenient,â said Valda Theller.
âLet me take you home.â Brian insisted, pulled her to the car, and opened the front passenger door.
Valda Theller bit her lip slightly at this. âThank you.â
The two got into the car, and Brian drove toward Valda Thellerâs place. She peered at him out of the corners of her eyes.
It was not that she feared making a habit out of being dependent on him. It was just that if they ever broke up one day, she might forget how to live independently.
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