I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 63-2

Oh, my God. This was something unexpected!

My cheeks were burning hot. I’ve never received such a sincere confession. It’s dangerous. I felt like my head was going blank.

I felt sorry for his honesty but I couldn’t think of him at this moment.

I can’t believe someone likes me so badly. What a confession!

I felt like I had tasted the love I had dreamed of so much. That was my idea of love.

He’s doing it well because it has always been an insecurity of mine. I always thought I was ugly and not good enough. Maybe it is because I don’t have the charm to love as a woman.

Without realizing it, Brenti was coloring the qualifications I had made deep inside my heart. He was filling it with brightness, and a pretty red color.

Somehow I felt like crying. I didn’t know what to say, so I watched him instead.

I may be… I might have accepted Brenti’s confession. If only it wasn’t for ‘him’.

“Wake up, Lulu.”I raised my head as the suppressed voice made me.

A shadowy face was directed at me. It was Gerald. He’s always been shining brightly like a unicorn.

But now it was dark as if he had lost all its light.

“Please…… wake up.”

Gerald’s hands were shaking, with my hands clasping his.

You are always…

God is too kind to Gerald. I can’t believe he would always show up at this time. I sighed and stared at Brenti.

My resolution has to be firm Brenti was looking at me with a startled look, on the other hand.

“I’m sorry, Brenti.” Gerald led him out of his seat.

He was looking at me with that expression, and there needs to be something that we needed to overcome. He knew too well how to dig into my weak spot.

“Go slowly.”

I called Gerald up, who seemed to be struggling to stay away from Brenti.

Gerald slowed down. “Lulu.”

“Why?”

“What do you think?” he asked.

I asked back, “What do you think he was thinking?”

“Lulu.”

Gerald tugged at me urgently. Gerald buried his head on my shoulder. He asked in a low voice.

“Not me yet?”

Idiot. Why does he become such an idiot whenever he stands in front of me?

Gerald grabbed my head and he wrapped his left hand tightly around my waist.

I pushed Gerald on purpose.

It could have been a little mean, or it could have seemed like I was asking for him to come up with something even better than the confession we just heard.

It was weird. And he would definitely say that the past will not be repeated.

“What the… What’s wrong with you? We’re not anything anymore. We were supposed to be friends.”

Gerald murmured in a tight voice. “Lulu, that’s not what I want.”

“Then?”

Gerald approached me. It was only then that I encountered his real feelings.

I could read the rich desire he had, the affection, and the complex emotions hidden under his expression.

He must have been desperately hiding it.

In my previous life, I was young and I was overwhelmed with my emotions, so I didn’t know anything. Or maybe he was just good at hiding it.

Gerald clapped his lips. Then he spitted out the words I wanted to hear. “I’ve always wanted you, Lulu. Every moment in my life. I have never looked at anyone else but you.”

His clear eyes swept me off of my feet. His eyes faced me slowly as he gazed at my lips. Gerald pulled me close.

I shivered as if I was prey in front of a predator.

One more step. Don’t back down here, please. One more step.

“Liar.”

It was before I could even think of it when my mouth already said words to provoke him again.

At last, his lips touched mine. I shuddered from head to toe.

All kinds of thoughts, memories, regrets, pain, and foolish love that I had buried deep within me surfaced. I smiled as if I was about to cry.

He has now acquired what he had hoped for so much and the same thing happened to me.

Gerald’s breathing was rough. His embrace was hot and hard. It was as if he was never going to leave me alone.

The noise of the people watching us made me feel conscious and embarrassed at the same time. My first kiss was more intense than I thought.

Gerald whispered, with his face blushing. “Give me a chance, Lulu.”

His lips covered me again before I could say anything. I felt like a hot tsunami was flooding me. I closed my eyes, holding him tight.

It was hotter than I thought. It was a feeling that drove people crazy. Or maybe I was driving myself crazy.