Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 364 I Love You

Chapter 364: Chapter 364 I Love You

Her words seemed to separate him far away from her, and Kenyon was hit hard.

He couldn’t understand her.

He remembered the gentle look in her eyes when she looked at Bobby, but he didn’t know why she was so cruel to him.

"Is it because of him?"

When Kenyon asked, his gaze directly fell on Ellen’s lips and neck.

He understood what those marks meant.

He couldn’t even lie to himself.

When Ellen saw the look in Kenyon’s eyes, she felt an inexplicable sense of shame in her heart.

She raised her hand and tried to cover up her neck with her hair.

She felt that she had done something wrong.

For a moment, she was about to explain all of it.

She did not know what got her. After a moment, her hand suddenly stopped.

Then she decided to show it and let the hickey be exposed to the man’s clear eyes.

"It has nothing to do with him. I just don’t like you. Don’t waste your time with me."

When Ellen said that, she did not dare to look at Kenyon’s eyes.

She closed her eyes, restrained all her emotions, and pricked up her ears to wait for the footsteps of Kenyon’s leaving.

Kenyon was talented and aloof. As long as she pointed the truth out, he would let her go.

Finally, she heard the sound of the door being closed.

When she reopened her eyes, there was no one in the room.

In an instant, Ellen seemed to have lost all of her strength.

It was as if someone had dug a hole in her heart. There was a void.

She had said that on purpose to make Kenyon misunderstand that she was looking down on his background.

In fact, compared to him, she was the inferior one.

Kenyon would be better off without her. He would have a brighter life.

He should not be stuck here and help her bear the hatred.

Jamie was such a crazy person. If he knew what she was going to do, they would probably be in a good fight.

She would not drag anyone else down with her.

She would get used to it.

She was used to being alone.

She would live alone and die alone.

Ellen was comforting herself, but her heart was still in pain for a while. Thumping a few times wouldn’t help her relieve the suffocating pain.

Suddenly.

The door was pushed open again.

Ellen opened her eyes and saw Kenyon holding a hot kettle in his hand.

He walked to the bedside with a calm expression, poured out the water, handed it to her, and said, "I just pour it out. It’s warm."

Ellen looked at the cup for two seconds, and some moist suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Just when she thought that she would be on her own, Kenyon came back to her.

She couldn’t hold back the tears in her eyes, so she took the cup and took a gulp.

She drank it too fast.

Then she choked.

Her tears were gushing out at this moment.

That was a great number of tears.

They dripped onto the sheet and didn’t seem to stop.

Kenyon’s heart felt empty for a moment.

He hurriedly took the cup of water and stroked her back. He said in a light voice, "Is it too hot?"

It didn’t make sense.

He had just poured it in until it was warm because he was afraid that Ellen would burn her mouth when she poured the water by herself at night.

Ellen shook her head and wanted to speak, but she began to burp.

It happened one after another, and she couldn’t stop.

Just when she was so upset that she didn’t know what to do, Kenyon’s handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

It was very close.

Only then did Ellen realize that Kenyon’s lips were very beautiful, moist, and red.

They were already very close, and Kenyon was still approaching little by little.

Suddenly, Ellen felt her heart beat like a drum.

He seemed to be about to kiss her. Ellen panicked and was about to turn her head to dodge when she felt a clear breeze blow across her cheeks.

Kenyon blew at her eyes softly.

He said, "If you blow on it, it won’t hurt anymore."

Those words made Ellen want to cry even more.

When she was little, her dad had also said the same thing to her.

"Good girl, if dad blows on it, it won’t hurt."

Now, her dad would never say this to her again, who used to spoil her so much.

That sadness could not help but overflow from Ellen’s jade-green eyes.

Kenyon suddenly tightened his grip on Ellen’s arm.

Then, he hugged her tightly in his arms.

Ellen’s first reaction was to dodge, but she heard him say in her ear, "No."

Ellen’s body froze, trembling as she asked, "What?"

"I am not wasting my time."

Kenyon said, "I am very sure that I like you. If you feel that it’s impossible between us right now, I can wait, but I won’t leave you."

If Ellen had not tried to cover up the kiss marks, perhaps Kenyon would have left sadly and disappointedly.

However, her subconscious actions could not fool him.

She was lying. He could not fall for her trick.

At this moment, Ellen was very afraid.

His fiery love scared her.

She felt she didn’t deserve the brilliance in Kenyon’s eyes.

"I don’t like you. I have already said it." Ellen heard her numb and robotic voice.

"It doesn’t matter. I love you."

Kenyon’s voice was clear, clean, and persistent.

Ellen’s eyes were filled with tears, which could not stop flowing down.

How could her heart, which was riddled with holes, carry this heavy love?

"Kenyon, are you stupid? You can’t love me." She sobbed.

Ellen wanted to say something, but when she looked up and met Kenyon’s serious and affectionate eyes, she could not say a word.

She could no longer say anything to hurt him.

Late at night.

In the hospital corridor.

Kenyon stood by the window and looked into the dark night. His eyes were cold.

After a long silence, he said to his phone, "I’ll go back."

After hanging up the phone, Kenyon returned to the ward, sat by the bed, and stared at Ellen without blinking.

Ellen’s eyelashes were wet. She might be dreaming something, and there were two drops of tears hanging on her face.

Kenyon took her hand and covered the quilt up.

Then he said in a voice that could barely be heard, "Ellen, I won’t let you be alone."

The bright moonlight came in, and Kenyon’s picturesque eyes were so clear.

He finally understood it.

If he met an amazing person at a young age, he wouldn’t be able to love someone else.

He finally understood this sentence.

In the deep and quiet corridor.

Bang!

A thermos flask was smashed into the trash can.

The milky white fish soup flowed out, emitting a hot aroma.

With his back facing the ward, Jamie’s gaze was as fierce and deep as a beast’s.

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