Embrace Love's
CH 72'S. Deep heart

Vincent paid no attention to Simon's clamor and yelling. He cares about his ears and only focuses on the woman in his arms.

Yoana's face was very pale, her hair was tangled covering part of her face, her head was flexed weakly towards Vincent's chest with her eyes still closed.

Vincent sat on the edge of the bed. He hugged his heart-lover who looked pitiful. Slowly he swung Joanna on both feet. Vincent's eyes looked down on Yoana's face.

"I'm sorry ... Yoana ... wake up Darling ...."

But both eyes are still closed. Vincent sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his chin to the top of Joanna's head.

"Alissia .. You heard me right? What am I supposed to do?"

Only silence answered Vincent's question. His heart ached to see Joanna like this, but also had no power to break Mr. Antonio's ban. His love had long been deliberately buried to the bottom of his heart that had been frozen, deliberately doing so that he could remain standing, standing, living side by side with Joanna without looking back at the tender feelings that once reigned in her heart for the woman.

Vincent's cold and uncaring attitude never made Joanna recede. Joanna continued to adore him, until this moment ....

"I beg you, Yoan .. understand, don't be like this. I better accept your anger and yelling ...."

Vincent sighed again, he took off his shoes and climbed into the bed. Throw some pillows and arrange them to then lean back while continuing to hug Joanna.

Very gently Vincent removed the strands of Yoana's hair stuck to his cheek, he raised the woman's chin so as to see her face clearly.

"I love you, yoana .. unchanged ... I still love you so much ...."

Vincent whispered in despair. He stroked Joanna's pale cheeks, moved to the top of her tiny nose, and finally stopped at her lips, stroking the soft, pale-looking lips. Vincent looked down, intending to just kiss, but his longing rushes out, jostling to repeat and feel the sweetness of the lips that once shared a loving kiss with him. Vincent frowns and smacks, his eyes closed, foreshadowing the past as he still has the freedom to show the love he has for the young girl full of energy, the young miss of the Bernard family.

The young lady who apparently loves Vincent. A man with questionable origin, unclear background, let alone treasure and wealth ... Vincent doesn't have any of that. But this family accepted it, even giving blessing to their daughter who loved her.

Vincent did not even dare to show the slightest interest in Joanna. He simply continued to study and work for Mr. Antonio, realizing he enjoyed being treated with affection as if he were his own son by Alissia. Vincent doesn't want to ask for more, that's enough for his arid soul.

But Vincent does not expect, Antonio and Alissia bless his relationship with Joanna .. until Tricia and Rodrigo destroy everything.

Vincent lifted his face, looking at the moist lips of Joanna he had just left behind.

"I'm sorry, Yoan ...." Vincent kissed Yoana on the forehead and leaned back. Closing his eyes as he continued to hug, trying to embrace the unconscious to rest his tired soul.

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Joanna dreamed ..he returned to the past, in a light purple party dress given by the father, nimbly dancing and laughing in the dance with his father, then in the dance round, the dance, the father saw his mother spinning with Vincent. Joanna felt her waist lifted and handed to Vincent before her father pulled her hand and brought her back around.

His father exchanged dance pairs, escaping his mother who laughed softly. Yoana pulls Vincent's hand and takes him off the dance floor. They headed for the open balcony, together enjoying a gust of wind with their hands clutched together, then Vincent drew softly on Joana's hands until they faced each other, they stared, the glint of light in their eyes radiating full of life, as if what is in the heart is no longer able to be stored and urgently want to come out.

"I love you, Joanna Bernard ...."

The chant of Joanna's heart flowed as her arms hugged Vincent on the balcony.

"I love you too, Vince ...."

His words were answered with a big smile, happiness wrapped the two, they embraced and began to bring each other closer to the lips, giving a brief kiss to then both say a repetition of love statements simultaneously.

"I love you, Yoan."

"I love you, Vince."

Then both laughed, Vincent lowered his forehead to Yoana's forehead, before returning to Joanna's lips and expressing love in a passionate kiss for her.

The image he saw in the dream made Joanna's tears flow in her sleep. Vincent opened his eyes when he felt the skin of his wrists wet. He had thrown his suit and rolled his shirt arm up to his elbow before closing his eyes and intending to sleep.

"Yoan .. Please don't cry. Arise ...." Vincent shook Joanna's shoulder slowly. The shock made Yoana's forehead wrinkle, then the woman opened her eyes slowly.

"Yes, Joanna. Open your eyes. It's me." Vincent held onto Joanna's cheek and raised his head to look at Vincent.

"Vince ...." Joanna was crying more and more.

"Don't cry. I'm home already." Vincent's finger again wiped away Joanna's falling tears.

"Oh, Vince ...." Joanna wrapped her hands around Vincent's chest, made her face worse and cried bitterly.

Vincent simply exhaled a long breath and let Joanna let go of the uneasiness by crying and hugging him.

After a while, Vincent began to move, he glanced at the morning light peering through the window. Lowering his legs, he held Joanna and got up.

"You should eat Yoan. I'll go downstairs and have the waiter bring you some warm food. You have to take a shower before, so wait here. I'll call the waiter to help you."

Joanna scrunched her nose as Vincent lowered her body to the bed and laid her back.

"You are evil indeed .. You cold creatures have no heart," he said resentfully, intent on cursing furiously, but the only thing that came out was a soft and weak voice.

Vincent smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Wait, I'll call them."

Vincent turned around and was about to step in when Joanna called him.

"Vince ...."

"Yes?" Vincent turned his head, looking at Yoana who was looking at him tiredly.

"I dreamed .. when I was at the dance, my 20th birthday. The first time you said you loved me ...."

Vincent was silent, staring unblinkingly at the same eyes he saw at the dance. With love that is still as great and does not change at all. But there was no word he said, he just turned around and left Joanna staring at him until he was lost behind the door.

Joanna's wish to hear Vincent say that she still loves him as it was soon lost. He knew for sure Vincent's feelings were still the same, but Vincent held his mouth back to make a sound.

Joanna took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Do I have to die first you realize it, Vince? We don't always have time. We should be together while we're still with us ...." Joanna whispered sadly. He set and re-enforced his heart. At least the figure he could still see every day .. he should be enough with it.

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