The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 280 - 287 Teacher (7)

Chapter 280: Chapter 287 Teacher (7)

At the time, Niange’s car had broken down, and without a second thought, he ran through the rain and climbed over the school’s fence.

When Niange, covered in mud, appeared before her, she felt utterly contented, hugging him and both crying and laughing.

That was their first time alone together in a room. That night, for the first time, she took the initiative to kiss Niange and even reached out to unbutton his shirt. That night, she truly harbored the thought of becoming his woman.

But, she was too nervous that night, and when he reached out, she still tearfully called a halt.

Niange must have loved her then, surely he did, otherwise he wouldn’t have endured the discomfort, obediently tidied up her clothes bit by bit, and coaxed her to sleep.

Even now, Ling Momo still believed that Niange had been sincere back then, but that sincerity existed only at that moment.

From the time he was with Jian Chenxi behind her back, that sincerity had probably begun to waver.

After they broke up, during nights with flashes of lightning and roars of thunder, it was always just her, curled up in the blankets, shivering.

The person beside her slept soundly, and Ling Momo again felt the illusion of being alone at home. Subconsciously, she snuggled deeper into Enson’s arms, gripping the blanket tightly with her fingers.

A clap of thunder resounded violently, and Ling Momo let out a low cry, tears falling involuntarily.

Enson, in a daze, faintly heard the thunder and then the soft sobbing. He initially frowned, then suddenly awoke fully, seeing the girl trembling abnormally by his side. He immediately embraced her nervously yet tenderly, softly asking, "What’s wrong?"

Ling Momo didn’t speak but shook her head and nestled into Enson’s arms.

Enson’s brows furrowed tighter, silently holding her closer.

Another thunderclap sounded outside the window. Ling Momo shuddered, and Enson suddenly realized she was afraid of thunder. He couldn’t help squeezing her fingers, his voice low and tinged with a hint of laughter, "Afraid of the thunder?"

She nodded her tiny head lightly, and although her face was unclear, he could imagine her pitiful little demeanor. He sighed, then gently held her, caressing her back and soothingly cooing, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here with you..."

His embrace was warm and comforting. Ling Momo nodded slightly, but still couldn’t fall asleep, so Enson started telling her some stories in a hushed tone.

To avoid her recognizing his voice, he deliberately suppressed it quite a bit, forsaking his usual aloof and cold tone for a tender and gentle one, making every word and sentence comforting.

As Ling Momo listened, she became entranced, staring through the endless darkness at where his face should be. By the end, she felt surrounded by the sound of his heartbeat alone, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

Unintentionally, she raised her fingers to gently touch his face, wanting to trace his features.

Her action caused him to pause in his speech. Ling Momo, not knowing why, suddenly reached out and embraced Enson tightly. Then she lifted her head, her lips landing haphazardly on him, his breath gradually becoming unstable, until he could no longer control himself.