The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 48 - Blue Eyes
Ainsley's crying more and more as much as it was certainly making Damian feel worried. Damian then put on his clothes and help Ains to wear his dress anyway, even though only a dress without a core cover inside there.
"I'll get you a drink" Damian said, leaving immediately without waiting for Ains to answer. Then come back with a glass of water and a plate of food. That afternoon Ains had not eaten and now Damian was worried if the lover was sick.
"Why cry like this Ains? I made a mistake for you?" damian asked, Ainsley shook his head quickly.
It was very difficult for Ainsley to relieve his crying, because every time he saw Damian's brother his chest was rumbling. It seems like a dream come true.
"Drink first" Damian and Ainsley said, with as much as he drank a little water from the glass.
"Try to stop crying, I'm a bribe yes," Damian asked again and Ainsley was only able to nod, while her tears continued to flow without pause, and she was unable to, Ainsley had tried to remove it but the tears fell again, again and again.
Damian tried to ignore the cry, he still fed Ains and occasionally stroked the top of his head so that Ains was calm, but instead of calm he saw Ains who was squeezing his clothes firmly, but instead of calm he saw Ains who was squeezing his clothes firmly, it was as if there was a sense of obstruction in Ains' heart, but Ains could not speak.
Ainsley was only able to eat three mouthfuls, after which he shook his head not to eat anymore. After drinking he even hugged his Damian sister tightly, until Ainsley was back on the man's lap.
"You scared the hell out of Ains" said Damian, stroking Ains' back gently, feeling clearly her lover's trembling body.
For quite a while they were in such a position, until Ainsley's cries finally subsided a little. Now both eyes have looked swollen and red, his nose was like clogged.
But finally Ainsley was able to stare at Damian's brother fixedly.
"Drink a little" Damian said again. Damian did not let go of Ains, he carried the woman and took the glass at the table. Afterwards Damian brought Ains to sit on the sofa. There he still holds her.
"Can ... I now call Brother Ford Damian's sister?" ainsley asked with a voice that was running out, exhausted from crying.
Damian nodded.
"Where did Damian get this wound?" ainsley asked, Damian was already wearing his long sleeves, but Ainsley touched the soft right hand, so that without needing to explain even Damian could understand where the direction of Ains' question. It must be the scar on his right hand.
"Can I guess?" ask Ainsley again, even before Damian could answer his first question.
This time Damian nodded, but with a more intense gaze. Why did Ains say that?
"This injury Damian got 17 years ago, in a dungeon to protect a girl named Ainsley," Ainsley said, crying again, then as he pleased.
While Damian was instantly stunned, no one knew the story of this wound. Even his parents did not know the true story, only knowing that this wound came from the evil spirits in the past.
The deg! Damian's heart seemed to stop beating, while his pulse was painful. He cupped Ains' crying face, again diving into the two crying blue eyes.
"Ainsley," called Damian in a trembling voice.