The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 20. My Vanilla is Sad
“Women are weird, already know the men are not good to them. Still they cry.” That's a principle that can be understood by people who never take love seriously and put work together.
Maybe I should learn to have a principle like that, thinking love is temporary madness.
"I don't cry for the man. I just cry for ourselves being hurt. That's why I said you don't understand. That's part of healing, accepting reality. Men do it by drinking and sleeping with other women, women do it by crying, explained Mr. Bova. So I cried not because I expected it but to heal my own feelings. Understood." He just folded his hands in front of his chest as I repacked.
"Did he refuse to pay you?" Turns out he remembered I told him my ex-husband refused to pay our divorce deal. "You said you wouldn't sue him now why are you crying?"
"I told you it wasn't the money. Never mind. Can you please talk about me. You want to eat let's get out ahead." I stood up and stepped outside. Don't want to be pitied.
He followed me eventually.
"We still have Luca's panna cotta?"
"There's a Miss, I'll get it for you. Strawberry or Miss caramel?" I sat at one of the tables. Looking at the restaurant that was a bit long. We opened a restaurant this holiday season. Many guests want to chat longer, we increase the number of our dessert types.
"The carbon if it's here too."
"None right." Now he's sitting in front of me. Tomorrow is a new year.
My memories drifted into the new year last year I was still celebrating with my ex-husband. Even then I suspected she had a relationship with another woman.
"You're not going on a new year's vacation."
"There's nothing I can take, I've told him I've decided on the phone." I grimace, this cruel Don Juan knows when to leave immediately before the problem gets bigger.
"Deciding the contract, you're very efficient as it turns out. Jesus, he just bought the ring. Too bad..." Why does this sound so funny.
"I don't accept drama." He answered short.
Before long our panna cotta and pasta came. I was just about to bribe that sweet dessert, unexpectedly a distraction came.
"Darling you're here apparently. I saw your car in front. You're dating this friend of yours now?" I immediately saw Bova, whose face immediately changed to dislike.
"I borrowed your office." He immediately pulled the girl's hand into my office. Not wanting to embarrass himself in front of the few guests who were still here.
There will be a drama of crying in there seems to be. And sure enough, before long the girl came out with tears. I felt sorry to see her fall in love with Bova.
He came back in front of me, his face still looking troubled. I don't want to touch him now.
"Your castle was replaced recently. Eat it."
"Thank you."He sat down and ate without speaking. Looks still upset. I don't know how to cheer him up
"You want Cynar." Finally I offered him Cynar, Cynar is a special Italian bitter alcoholic drink. It is made from 13 plants and plants, the dominant of which is artichoke, from which the drink gets its name.
"Can..." To improve his mood. He looked at the drink without speaking. My mood's bad tonight. I just want to drink now, forget my heartache for a moment.
"You know you're right. All choices have their own risks and problems."
"You can sign the contract again." I made a careless comment on his words.
"Of course it's not easy, but you don't want to be bound yourself. But now that you yourself realize that habit with someone is actually comfortable. It's not your own choice...." I shrugged my shoulders giving him reality. This Don Juan seems to waver from his principles, perhaps taking too long wandering makes him tired as well.
He saw me sitting in front of him.
"I gave him a lot of gifts. That doesn't seem to be enough to keep him from breaking the deal..."
"He likes you, that's all. It's not about money." Which Don Juan can understand women's feelings, they're just good at seducing.
"I just... " He did not continue.
"Later you'll find a new one. If you want to. I will also forget my ex and stay away from men. I'm sure I can, after all, no one can accept my flaws...." I looked up while finishing my drink. Am I not really sure about my own words now.
"I never aspired to live alone. But that's what happened..." Now I cry again in front of him foolishly. Can't accept my shortcomings. I want to have children and family. Never imagined living alone.
"Hey you're not that bad. Who says you have to live alone..." He moved beside me and grabbed my shoulder.
"You don't comfort me. Who wants to have a family with a woman who has a problem having offspring." I laughed between my attempts to dry my tears. It's mortifying...
"I don't have a problem..." Suddenly he was talking about himself. I laugh.
"I won't get involved with anti-commitment like you, I'll end up like your blonde." He grimaces.
"Maybe you'll meet someone later..."
"Hmm.perhaps, a lonely old man." I laughed sadly. "Gosh, I think this Cynar is driving us a little crazy, isn't it. I can't drive now, apparently."
"Then don't drink anymore..." He took my glass.
"Hey give it to me."
"You can't drink anymore." He still didn't give me my glass.
"I just want to cheer myself up, it's the saddest end of the year. I just wanted to celebrate a little..." He gave me my glass at last.
"I'll take you home later."
"You don't intend to sleep in my house. Why would you take me." I propped up my chin and looked at him.
"Your mind is so ugly to me. You're lonely Vanilla. It's okay to keep you asleep." This Don Juan is now calling me Vanilla, next time I'm going to look for citrus scent perfume.
"If you dare try I'll kill you if I wake up the next day." He laughed in front of me. I don't know why I wasn't worried about being driven home by him.
"My address, ..." I told him my address.
"Yes, I'll take you later. Drink, it's okay to get a little drunk...."
Maybe he was lonely like me. Because then those were the last words I could remember that night.