Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 224
Cathleen rejects Gerald's offer to sleep together. Not because he didn't want to, but tried to limit himself so as not to be impressed to need the man. He has also become an ex. At least he was treated by looking at Gerald's face before going to bed.
Gerald also did not insist, instead leaving a kiss on Cathleen's forehead before leaving the room. Look at the bed before the door closes.
“While I wanted to sleep with him and my children,” muttered Gerald, his face seemed a little disappointed that Cathleen did not want him to be by her side.
But Gerald is also aware that his ex-wife must have had little or maybe a lot of heartache left behind due to his behavior. Even until this moment he did not dare to invite Cathleen to refer because sometimes still visit Chloe.
Gerald's feet brought his body to lie on the sofa facing towards the room where Cathleen was sleeping. He continued to observe there, until the time had shown three o'clock in the morning.
Gerald is unable to sleep due to a desire to hug Cathleen. He hasn't done that in a long time.
“I think pregnant my son can cause a sense of wanting to always be close to me. But it turns out that since I was waiting, Cathleen did not come out just asking for sleep company,” said Gerald. Perhaps too confident that his ex-wife needs him, forgetting that Cathleen can do anything alone.
“In fact, I'm the one who wants to be near him. Should I admit defeat, or stay willing to win this game until Cathleen gives up and asks me to come back?” Gerald wrestled with his own heart and mind. It felt unable to bear when there was a woman who was missed in her apartment. But he can't do anything.
Gerald changed his position to sit up, rubbing his dark brown hair rough. “It could be crazy of me to hold on like this.” He grumbled in annoyance.
Be careful Gerald opened the door. He stood in front of Cathleen who was sleeping on her side. Squat until the face is parallel to the woman's head. “How can you sleep well while in a man's apartment?” he said softly while getting rid of strands of hair that slightly cover the face.
‘Who is sound? I haven't even been able to sleep since.’ Cathleen did not dare to say that, just spoken in her heart.
Gerald stood up again, this time he took a position to lie down on the bed. He lay his body behind Cathleen's back, fused under the same blanket.
“Sorry, Cath, I can't help but hold back from hugging you,” Gerald said. He left a kiss on Cathleen's temple, before finally wrapping his hand right in the woman's distended stomach.
Gerald rubbed Cathleen's body parts in which there were two prospective children. He smiled as he felt a kick from within.
“Cath, our children are very active, did you have any trouble during your pregnancy?” Gerald continued to speak knowing that he would not be heard by the sleeping man. Cathleen has been awake since. “I'm sorry for being late to know that you contain the fruit of our love. If only time could be repeated, I wouldn't hurt your heart like before.”
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