A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 65

Adrian stroked his chin, an amused twinkle in his eye. “I do give off that creepy vibe

at times.”

Matilda sighed, her voice laced with a hint of apology. “My son’s still young; he can be a bit impulsive with his words. I just wanted to say sorry for that.”

Adrian chuckled, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “No need for apologies. It would’ve been pretty weird if I’d come off all chummy right out of the gate.”

Matilda’s smile faded a touch as she got straight to the point. “Look, Mr. Simpson, what do you need from me, really?”

“Do you believe me if I say I’m here for your work?” Adrian played coy for a moment, then admitted, “Alright, you got me. I don’t believe it, either. I’m interested in you, Matilda, because you’re, well, easy on the eyes and quite the looker.”

Matilda’s face registered shock. “What exactly are you implying?”

quick. I’m looking

best for you

offered a strained smile. “Are you

Adrian snapped his fingers in mock revelation. “There’s the word I was looking for. Yes, that’s right, I’m asking you

A one–night stand.

world’s full of people expressing their passion and impulse, Mr. Simpson. But to be so blunt

first for me.”

that ‘true love‘ or

a long pause, she spoke softly,

in prison, no sunlight,

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etched deep into her soul. The price of her deep love was too steep, so much so that she might never

Mr. Simpson, event having tasted the bitterness of love, I don’t want to indulge myself and fall into desire. It’s