Chapter 39 A Dream About Her
Chapter 39 A Dream About Her
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Despite the limited number of diners in the restaurant, engaging in a public argument would have been undignified.
Robert cast his gaze downward, his eyes lingering on the woman’s arm while his brows furrowed. His countenance perpetually exuded a chilly demeanor, owing to his habitual deadpan expression. Though his knit brows didn’t signify anger, they lent him an air of imminent eruption.
The woman tightened her lips but held her ground. “Mr. Taylor, perhaps we should step outside to discuss. Mr. Morris is carnest about this collaboration, and it would be awkward for me to face him if our negotiations falter.”
Robert scoffed, maintaining his detached demeanor. “Your dealings with him aren’t my concern.”
Taken aback, she faltered in response. With a swift motion, Robert freed his arm from her grip, exiting the restaurant towards the elevator.
With Samson granted a day off, it was also his own way of taking respite from his relentless schedule. The past three months had been consumed by the demands of managing Old Mr. Taylor’s passing and funeral arrangements.
Even after the funeral, there was no respite as work beckoned. While his employees enjoyed weekend breaks, Robert was denied such luxury.
Despite the impending failure of his collaboration with Solaris Group, he harbored no regrets, appreciative of the opportunity to finally rest.
The woman trailed after him, lacking the courage to follow inside. Outside the elevator, her expression. bore the weight of hurt, silently pleading for empathy.
The elevator doors soon closed, prompting Robert to release a long sigh. The woman’s thoughts remained elusive to him–he had no idea why her attire strikingly resembled Lily’s from the beach the other day. Braided hair cascaded lazily over her shoulder, reminiscent of Lily’s. Yet, Lily possessed a unique allure, defying conventional beauty standards with her elegance akin to a soft breeze. Despite encountering many women, she stood out distinctly.
Robert brushed aside these thoughts, uncertain of their direction. Upon the elevator doors reopening, he retreated to his room. Entering, his phone buzzed with a message from Samson–there was a photo. It wasn’t of Lily alone; the man approaching her before was also captured. Lily’s gaze wandered into the distance, her face tilted up, and the man’s gaze on her was soft and tender.
Unlike his usual practice, Robert lingered over the message, studying it. The lighting accentuated Lily’s fair skin, evoking a pearl–like glow. They seemed to be at a tourist spot, surrounded by a bustling crowd.
After contemplation, Robert deleted the message, tossing his phone aside and settling by the window. The beach lay empty, the sunlight harsh yet inviting. He reclined in his chair and closed his eyes, succumbing to an unexpected nap.
In his light slumber, memories stirred. He dreamt of his first encounter with Lily, which was less than a year before their marriage. She appeared much the same, albeit in shabbier attire. Old Mr. Taylor had arranged her visit during Robert’s recovery at the hospital.
Whenever one wasn’t in deep sleep, the mind was often quite alert. Robert knew that he was in a dream; he knew that he would wake up even if he resisted a little, but he chose not to and stared intensely at the door of the hospital room.
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Chapter 39 A Dream About Her
He was waiting for the woman to enter.
In the haze of his consciousness, he was sure that he saw Lily, but the scenery around him suddenly changed.
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Now, she was on top of him, interrogating him and asking if he had betrayed her–she was tenacious and adamant.
When she heard his denial, she leaned in for a kiss.
The dream unexpectedly felt a lot more real all of a sudden; he even had the odd feeling that his lips were being nibbled on without warning.
