Chapter 191
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Derek was teased by her. He became a little restless. His breathing began to quicken and his humming increased.
Bertha saw that he had endured so hard, she asked softly. 'Do you want it?"
His teeth clenching his shirt trembled slightly, he frowned slightly and then suddenly let out a cry. 'Um…"
Bertha was extremely patient, she smiled complacently. 'Okay, it's inconvenient here. After we return to the villa, I will satisfy you."
She patted Derek on the back, signaling him to stand up, and then she helped him loosen the tight belt that tied his hands, handing it back to him.
'You get dressed."
Derek's wrists were tightened by the belt until they turned red.
But his red mark was like a trophy, he kept swinging his hand in front of Bruno's face.
Bruno's eyes hurt, and his heart hurt even more.
After getting dressed, Bertha's small hand took the initiative to hold Derek's big hand, and her beautiful eyes spoke softly. 'Come on, let's go home."
From beginning to end, Bertha did not look at Bruno sitting on the sofa even once.
The two held hands and left the Color bar.
After getting in the car to return to the beach villa, Bertha coldly withdrew her hand from his.
Performing a play, she felt extremely tired. She closed her eyes to rest, her face became as cold as before, and her breathing was heavy.
Her sudden change made Derek feel a little uneasy.
In the private room of the color world just now, he heard the most beautiful words from Bertha's mouth.
She said, that between Derek and Bruno, she would choose him.
She said that Bruno was handsome, and Derek was attractive, she liked Derek's face more.
Derek's ears turned red, he hesitantly reached out his hand, he wanted to ask clearly if there was any sincerity in those two sentences.
'Bertha…"
Derek hadn't even touched Bertha's sleeve. Bertha was already frowning in disgust, instinctively moving some distance away.
Her face was extremely cold.
At least she had the patience to explain to Bruno, but to Derek, she didn't say a word.
Her coldness was like reminding him that they were just acting, it was all fake, and he shouldn't expect anything.
It's just that she's having trouble with Bruno, she just wants to excite him.
Derek is nothing to her.
He is a tool that can be thrown away when its useful value is over.
Derek tried to suppress the pain in his heart. He followed her out of the car without saying a word.
When approaching the door of the villa, Bertha stopped, her face expressionless, and turned to look at him.
'Don't think that if you go see Bruno today, the housework won't be done. Please clean up the garden, then go to sleep."
Having finished speaking, she coldly retracted her gaze and walked into the villa.
The door slammed shut.
This door is like the distance between the two of them, which cannot be crossed.
He suddenly remembered what Bruno said that day. 'To her, you are just a pet. If you obey, you will be rewarded, if you disobey, you will be punished. She doesn't love you anymore."
Derek's heart ached to the point of suffocation.
The feeling of coming out of a dream.
Heart-wrenching pain.
The hope that was rekindled in his heart was extinguished without mercy. The pain and disappointment were even heavier without hope, it pressed down on him and made him almost unable to breathe.
He squeezed his heart, and he leaned against the wall, trying to soothe the intense pain in his heart.
Before his eyes, Bertha's extremely gentle face in the Color bar constantly appeared.
He knew it was just an act, but he couldn't help but get lost in it. He lost.
'Why are you still standing there?"
A cold questioning voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Bertha opened the door and was standing next to him, looking at him.
Derek snorted. He turned to look at her, his voice sad. 'I'll go clean up right away."
Bertha keenly sensed that his mood was not right, she came closer and lifted his face.
The lamp in front of the villa door completely exposed her face to him.
His eye sockets were red, his long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, condensing with mist, and his eyes revealed pain that could not be hidden.
Bertha laughed softly.
Did he cry?
The two of them had known each other for so long, even though he had pretended to feel sorry for himself a few times before, but this was the first time Bertha saw his crying appearance.
Is he heartbroken?
She sighed helplessly, and her tone also softened. 'I said we were just acting, are you touched?"
Derek said nothing and lowered his eyes, there was weakness, and brokenness in his dark eyes.
Yes, he was touched, he fell in love with Bertha, forever immersed in it.
In the end, Derek was hurt by reality, his heart hurt like a knife.
Bertha had nothing to say, only by being alert from beginning to end, she would not lose her ability to judge.
Acting is just acting. If it's fake, it can never be sincere. She always makes very clear distinctions.
Furthermore, did he want her to comfort him?
Impossible.
Besides, she doesn't know how to say words of comfort to others.
She turned her back, her tone was cold, leaving behind a sentence. 'You quickly clean up, I'm going to bed."
Then, as soon as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed tightly from behind by Derek.
Her face carried fatigue. 'Let go of my hand, I'm tired. I want to sleep."
Derek didn't move, his red eyes looked at her, and he looked extremely unhappy.
'Bertha… can you pity me a little sometimes, think of me a little… Even though the wound has healed, it still hurts."
His voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of pleading, his hand forcefully grabbed her wrist.
Bertha's spine stiffened, she stood there without moving.
Are you hurt? The answer is yes.
But, these words coming out of Derek's mouth, she kept feeling strange.
'It's funny that because of so much pain and so much disappointment, people choose to let go. I also have to endure this pain. If you feel pain, you should let go a little early. The words I said to Bruno today are also what I want to say to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she forcefully pushed Derek's hand away, without turning back, and went straight into the villa.
But this time she didn't close the door. Derek watched her back until she went to the third floor, and finally, she disappeared behind the door.
