THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 71's. Suspected Already
"I didn't sleep with her!" Now my tone is high with annoyance. "Why are you so insistent on accusing me." What the hell, he suddenly accused me of sleeping with Nicholai.
"Then why do you care so much about that Russian spy." He's still after me.
"You don't know my story with him. He helped me from the beginning. Can you stop pushing me. I'm going home by myself." I walked away from her side, lazily listening to her ask again about my relationship with Nicholai.
"I'll take you. It's already night." He followed and held my hand.
It's annoying, it was scolding me for no apparent reason, now it's taking me home. What exactly does he want.
He doesn't continue the debate anymore. The guard who is carrying the car now, we are sitting in the back but I am still lazy to talk to him. He was quiet too, I don't know what was on his mind, but during the trip we didn't talk. This time we had a fight.
And that's because I feel sorry for Nicholai, he accuses me of sleeping with him. If I had slept with Nicholai, I would have had to scold me.
"Sorry, that,..."Suddenly he sounded beside me. L saw.
"What?"
"I shouldn't have talked to you like that." Only then did he realize he was talking like that. L saw.
"I'm sorry." I don't want to prolong the fight anymore. We stayed all over again.
"Eat dinner?" Suddenly he wanted to cool things down by taking me to dinner.
"Hmm can." It was 7 o'clock we were out of the airport. It's time for dinner.
"Eat what?"
"Just up to you."
"Italian." I smiled at this restaurant we went to, I love this cheese and herb-filled Italian cuisine of course.
"Likes? If it's not next to a French restaurant, choose which one?"
"Here you go." He's back to normal, not scolding me anymore I guess. I'm not going to talk about Nicholai in front of him either, it seems he doesn't like it.
"You're not French, Francoise is French." How is this Frenchman's life story about why he got stranded here. His father was supposed to be French but I heard he only had a mother.
"Yes, my father was French, but Mom and Dad divorced a long time ago. Since I was 5 years old so I don't know much about him. I just know he lives in Marseille."
"It turns out our stories are pretty much the same." We both had a father who didn't make us a priority in his life, but we were defended all out by our Mother. We are connected by the common destiny.
"Yes, our story is pretty much the same."
"You never met him?"
"It's rare that he's got other priorities like you said."
"Your father must be great, his son is this great."
"He owns a pretty big network of auto repair shops there. What made me choose this career path was my mom, she was an MIT guy who worked at GreyLock Martin. I started my career there."
"You do have the capacity of a big brain."
"I'm just lucky, yes half of it is getting the chance and hard work. Just like you, we all work hard."
"I? You don't joke around with Franco." I laughed, considered the same as it seemed to be a ludicrous thing. He made me laugh, I told you from the high-flying white swan that I fell and stuck my wand on the earth.