Count On Your Love

Chapter 152 Why Are You Crying

"It's okay. They are all my families. They won't refuse me. Besides, I made up my mind to go there this time," Lionel said.

"What about Josie?" Amanda asked quickly.

"I don't want her to wait for me. It's a waste of time. If possible, she can break off the engagement at any time and marry someone she loves," Lionel sighed.

Amanda nodded her head and chuckled, "It must be a lie. You want to meet a beauty abroad, don't you? There are so many beautiful women abroad. Can you hold yourself at that time?"

The corners of Lionel's mouth curled into a small smile. "No, I won't. I have a strong will," he replied.

"I don't believe that. You will be handsome, rich and kind-hearted. Who will not be moved by you? You will be so many girls' dream boyfriend. They will step all over you," Amanda said as her nose twitched. Then she began to weep. "Actually, it would be nice if you marry a foreigner. Your skin is too white. If you marry a black woman, you might have a beautiful brown baby," she added.

"What? Are you mixing paints? I can make brown and wheat color for you if you like," he said. With a resigned smile, he shook his head and added in a low voice, "What's more, each color of skin has its own beauty. Mine is good too. I like the color of my skin. It's better for me to have porcelain skin as yours."

"Are you talking about boiled eggs?" Amanda proposed.

"I'm talking about my little fool," Lionel replied. His voice was full of love and affection. He lowered his voice by her ear, like a stone falling into her heart.

"Yes, I'm a fool. I failed to do everything. I always get you into trouble," Amanda added, blinking her eyes. She then added with a little depression, "I'm so stupid that I'd better honestly stay in my house. I don't want to be a burden to others."

"No, I'm willing to be your burden," Lionel answered without any hesitation.

The tears rolled down from Amanda' eyes again. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "Oh, Mr. Lionel, what a pity. Even if you want to, you can't be dragged down by me," Amanda said to the air.

"Yes, it was three days and sixteen hours since we

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

didn't feel cold at all. But when he saw her, he picked her up and took her back to the living room.

"I'm fine. I can walk by myself," She said. But it was obvious that Darren always neglected other people's words.

Putting on her slippers, Amanda stood up and was about to go to bed. Darren said, "I want some porridge."

Helplessly, Amanda turned around and asked, "Don't you have porridge for dinner? Why do you eat porridge every night?"

"Can't I?" he asked. He then looked up and said lightly, "If you don't want to make it, forget it."

She dared not say no. if she irritated him, she would certainly have a hard time. So she had to turn to the kitchen.

"Wait!" Darren furrowed his eyebrows and walked towards Amanda. Startled, Amanda widened her eyes as she watched the man approaching her. "What are you doing?" she asked.

Darren didn't notice that until now. He looked at her in the light and found that her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had just cried. He looked at her intently and touched her face. His voice was deep and powerful. He asked her, "Why are you crying?"

Amanda blinked. She was actually at a loss what to do as Darren approached her. It was impossible for her to tell Lionel that she was sad because of the leaving of Lionel, which was undoubtedly a disturbance. "I said I was just obsessed with the wind. Do you believe me?" Amanda said as she tried to make a smile stiffly.