179 Chapter 179 Too Tired

Perhaps because he was tired, he slept like a log.

It was the first time she had ever seen him like this.

Bane didn't know what to say for a moment. Complexity flashed through his eyes.

Look at him this appearance, should have done this for a long time, before, he also lie on her side like this?

But when she woke up, she did not see him at all.

Why, if she hates him?

Sensing Bert's movement, Bane immediately lay down and pretended to be asleep.

Bert felt restless in his sleep, and unconsciously wanted to look at her.

He was relieved to find her soundly in bed and clumsily pulled the covers over her, as if he were afraid of waking her up, for it had been a long time since she had been up so late.

Since returning to the villa, she had nightmares almost every night, and he had to sneak in to comfort her for a long time before she could sleep safely.

From that time on, he would come and stay with her every night and leave early in the morning.

Bane closed her eyes, but her feelings were mixed. Several times she could hardly hold on. She could feel it coming slowly, the breath spraying on her face.

Itchy, let her heart follow pulled up.

But each time, he just stood up and looked at her quietly.

His eyes were so hot that she could not pretend.

Even the dullest she was, she could almost see now that she had slept so well all this time only because he had been there.

Not because she's out there.

She had always wanted to leave, but at this moment she didn't know what to do.

Bert looked to see that the time was almost up, and that he was gingerly preparing to leave. She should be waking soon.

He was about to go out when he heard a whisper.

"I... Is it worth it?"

Bert was stunned.

He didn't look at her because he was afraid he was only imagining what he was hearing.

Bane got up slowly and repeated what he had just said.

Bert looked at her.

"What's the matter? Can't sleep? I still have nightmares."

Bane clasped his hands. "Bert, do you think it's really worth it? You are a high king. What do you want? Why waste your time on me?"

This time it was her turn to ask the question.

Bert took a deep breath, a little hoarse in his voice, but he insisted, "I will not allow you to leave."

Bane curls his mouth and his voice is light. "Actually, I was just acting a scene on the yacht. Bart has put a lot of bombs on the boat.

Bert involuntarily clenched his hands at the calm of her voice. He was suddenly afraid that she might go on.

Her calm voice hit him like a heavy hammer.

"And it turns out pretty well, you're all right because you believed it."

Bane curls her mouth. The moon shines in, and it shows her outline vaguely. I don't know what she's thinking.

"Bert, does it occur to you that you probably never believed me when we first started?"

Bane looked up at him with a wry twinkle in his eye. "Bert, I'm afraid I won't be able to give up my children for you next time."

A person, perhaps only once in his life without turning back.

Once live up to, do not want to continue.

Bane did not speak, but looked at him while she waited for an answer. He must have known better by now. Perhaps he too would have decided it was not worth it.

For a moment, no one spoke. They could even hear each other's breathing.

After a moment Bert spoke in a low voice.

"We can start over."

Bane paused.

His eyes flashed a trace of firmness, slowly walked to her front, slightly close to her, the breath of his instant immediately linger in her nose tip.

"This time, for my efforts, I will give you all the things."

"I..."

"You don't think I trust you enough, so let's be clear. Anything you're worried about, I can reassure you."

"You..."

"What are you hesitating about, Bane?"

For a moment Bane didn't know what to say.

"Or do you think I'll regret it? Too bad I won't give you the chance."

Bane sniffled and tears came to his eyes.

"Shame on you, I didn't say I was in love with you."

"After all, I'm so good, it's hard not to love me." Bert smiled, and there was something haughty and unquestioning in his voice.

"And if I do regret it?" Bane lifted his chin.

'No, you must confess that you are in love with me.'

Bert bowed his head suddenly, carefully wiped the tears from her eyes, and whispered, "It was all my fault before. I'm sorry. Just let me compensate you for everything, and I will never spare those who hurt you.

Bane raised his head in surprise and saw the tenderness in his eyes. The snow in his heart was slowly melting away.

"No talk is the default, lovely, see my performance on the line."

"You're too pushy."

"I admit it."

What he likes, he never lets go.

But he is so arrogant words but let Bain's heart slowly settle down.

She hate him.

But she loved him, too.

All the feelings are given to him, if at this time to leave is equivalent to her half life.

The thought of leaving had made her heart ache.

But as she struggled he told her that it was his turn to approach.

As if sensing some hesitation, Bert said in a low voice, "You don't have to give me the answer now. It doesn't matter if you take your time. I can wait until you're comfortable."

"But if you leave without saying goodbye, I will never let you go easily."

"Bert added threateningly.

Bane pushed him away. "I'm trying to sleep."

She gave the order to leave.

She wanted to be alone now. She needed to rethink those words.

Bert nodded. "You can call me if you want anything."

Bane said nothing more.

Bert left, carefully closing the door behind him, his eyes twinkling and a sigh of resignation.

Outside the door stood a tiny figure in a nightgown, with a cold twinkle in his eyes.

"Daddy, has Mommy forgiven you?"

Bert looked round at the little fellow, and slowly his face darkened, but did not answer the question.

"It's very late."