HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 134: Does It Matter Whether I Am Justin?

After exiting the elevator, she took out the key and opened the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she was held by someone from behind. “Ah!” Estelle was startled and screamed. The next moment, she heard a familiar voice. “Estelle, don’t be afraid. It’s me.” “… Sir?” Mr. Mysterious was amused by her reaction and chuckled. “Yes, it’s me.” Being held by him from behind, Estelle couldn’t see his face. From the corner of her eye, she saw that the windows were shining in the reflected rays of the setting sun. ‘He actually shows up when it’s still daytime!’ Estelle thought in surprise. “What are the kids doing?” Estelle asked. “When I came here, Yohan and Yvonne had fallen asleep in the room. It is late at night in Ameris now. Yohan should still be suffering from jet lag. As for Yvonne...” Mr. Mysterious couldn’t help chuckling and then continued, “She is a heavy sleeper like you and is sleeping very soundly.” Hearing his words, Estelle blushed and felt a little embarrassed. When she lived in the Grand Hotel of Hadale City with Mr. Mysterious, she slept soundly every night and never knew when he left every morning. “Sir, it’s still daytime,” Estelle reminded him. “Yes. What’s wrong?” “Aren’t you afraid that I will see your face?” Estelle asked. Mr. Mysterious gently covered her eyes with his big hand and asked. “Now you can’t see me.” “All right.” “Estelle, I was so eager to see you and the children, so I came back to our home in the daytime. I have dreamed about such a warm and cosy home countless times, and now I finally have one. To be honest, I’ve never thought that I could also live a happy life with my beloved woman and have cute children. Thank you, Estelle. You make my dream come true,” Mr. Mysterious said, his voice as husky as before.

With her eyes covered by his warm hand, Estelle nestled against his chest and said with a delightful smile, “Sir, the smell of cologne on you is a little lighter today.” “Yes. Considering the kids, I didn’t wear much perfume.” “I like the children’s room very much, and so does Yohan. The landlady bought him many Iron Man merchandise, and he was very happy. He likes Iron Man best.” Mr. Mysterious sighed and said, “I know that.” “You know that Yohan likes Iron Man? But when we talked on the phone, you seemed not to know that...” Estelle said, feeling there was something wrong. Mr. Mysterious’ body stiffened when he heard this, but he regained his composure quickly and explained, “I didn’t know that before. But now I know that after you told me.” “You’ve just known it?” “Yes.” “So, is it just a coincidence that the landlady prepared so many Iron Man toys for Yohan?” Estelle asked with doubt. “Maybe the landlady’s child also likes Iron Man, and she thinks that boys all like it, so she bought them for Yohan,” Mr. Mysterious said, kissing her gently on the top of her head. Then he continued with his voice full of satisfaction, “Estelle, we have a home now. From now on, we’ll live together.” Hearing this, Estelle nodded slightly and said, “This apartment is much smaller than the house you used to live in.” “Although it’s not that big, it’s warm and cosy. My house is indeed big, but I feel lonely living there. In my heart, it’s not even as comfortable as the hotel room.” Thinking of Rebecca’s guess yesterday, Estelle cautiously asked, “Sir, you... You went to the hospital to see me every midnight and left very early every morning. Can you get enough sleep every day?” “No,” Mr. Mysterious smiled helplessly and held her more tightly. “And I’m tired now. Estelle, let’s... go back to our room, shall we?” As he spoke, he continued to kiss Estelle affectionately.

His kiss shifted from the top of her head to her forehead and then to the tip of her nose. When he was about to kiss her lips, he asked gently, “Estelle, may I?” At this moment, he was standing with his back to the light tightly, holding Estelle tightly in his arms. And his broad chest blocked all the light from the window, which made Estelle unable to see his face clearly. Hearing his question, Estelle was a little flustered. She turned her face away and said, “I... I’m sorry…” “It doesn’t matter, Estelle. I’ll wait until you are willing to accept me,” Mr. Mysterious said with a trace of disappointment in his voice. Estelle hurriedly explained, “No, it’s not that I don’t want you to kiss me, but...” “But what?” Estelle was torn between being together with Mr. Mysterious and letting him go back to Rebecca. Although she had made up her mind to be with Mr. Mysterious, she couldn’t do that without burden when thinking of the past between Rebecca and him. In her mind, Rebecca should have been Justin’s wife. Besides, Rebecca was with Howard, who was obviously an unreliable playboy. She was really worried that Howard would hurt Rebecca. She thought that the only way to prevent Rebecca from being hurt by Howard was to let Justin go back to Rebecca. After all, Justin was more reliable than Howard, anyway. In addition, Estelle believed that Mr. Mysterious still loved Rebecca, so she thought that the two of them should resume their relationship. “Sir.” “What’s up?” “When I asked you if you were Justin before, you didn’t answer me directly.” When Mr. Mysterious heard this, his hands with which he was holding her froze. After a second, he replied to her with the same ambiguous words as before. “Does it matter whether I am Justin?” With her head lowered, Estelle licked her lips and said lowly, “Sir, I said that I wouldn’t ask about your identity anymore, and I will keep my word. This is the last question I want to ask about it. AreContent is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

you Justin?” “If I am, you will persuade me to be together with Rebecca, and then you’ll leave me, right?” Mr. Mysterious asked. “I...” Estelle wanted to explain. But she didn’t know what to say when she opened her mouth. What Mr. Mysterious said was right. If he were really Justin, she would ask him to go back to Rebecca. ‘As he said before, he does know me better than I do. He can always read my mind,’ Estelle thought helplessly. Estelle sighed, didn’t deny it, and said to him, “Sir, if you are Justin, then the person you can’t get over is Rebecca, right? Rebecca has helped me a lot, and she is my only friend now. I don’t want to see her be together with an unreliable man and miss the right person. I have explained to you about her marriage before. She got married not because she fell in love with someone else but because she wanted to adopt a poor girl. Sir, if you still love her...”