Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
– Martin Weiss pursed his thin lips. He eventually did not shake off Kyla’s hand but let her hold it.
The two of them walked, and Kyla used her phone to take photos of the scenery along the way.
“Martin Weiss, let’s take a photo together,” she said suddenly.
“Is that necessary?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. It would be a memory she could recall afterward.
He said nothing more, so Kyla found a passerby and asked them to take their photo.
“Smile! One, two, three!” the passerby said as they took the photo. Then, they said regretfully, “Madam, your husband didn’t smile. Do you want me to take another photo for you?”
“Oh, it’s fine. Thank you,” said Kyla. She knew Martin Weiss would not smile even if they took another.
Taking the phone back, Kyla looked at the photo taken on the phone.
In the photo, she was beaming, while Martin Weiss was expressionless, ice-cold, and even seemingly impatient.
Kyla’s eyelashes quivered. Perhaps every minute and every second now were unpleasant for him.
“Alright, let’s continue walking.” She smiled, put her phone away, took his hand, and walked on.
When the two reached a church, Martin Weiss froze. He remembered the church. Kyla and he had passed by the church and entered it back when they were dating.
“Come on. Let’s go in and check it out. I haven’t been here for years. I miss it,” muttered Kyla. Scenes of them being here recurred to her again.
She was naive at the time, while he was hell-bent on revenge.
If they had not gotten together like that, there would not have been so many troubles in their lives.
Martin Weiss pursed his thin lips but entered with Kyla anyway.
It was not Sunday, but there were a lot of people. They understood why when they reached the church hall.
A couple was getting married here. They were getting married in the presence of a priest, and many relatives and friends of the couple were in the hall.
Kyla looked at the bride in the white wedding dress. A look of envy could not help appearing in her eyes.
When she was young, she had hoped she could put on a wedding dress for the person she loved, but… she never wore one in the end.
‘Perhaps I’ll never have the chance to wear a wedding dress.’ She laughed at herself before gently closing her eyes and clasping her hands together.
Martin Weiss’s eyes fell on Kyla. The sun fell on her through the window, making her look indescribably holy.
Her expression was earnest and devout as if she were praying for something important.
After today, she would leave the mansion and divorce him officially!
If he could make it through today, he would never have to see her and endure the uneasiness that rose in his heart from time to time. ‘It’s what I expected! I should be happy!’ Martin Weiss told himself, but a faint pang of pain seemed to come from his chest.
Finally, Kyla slowly opened her eyes. Her hands that were clasped in a praying motion were let go.
“What did you pray for?” Martin Weiss asked.
Kyla smiled. “I wished the newlyweds a happy marriage.”
“How boring.” He commented.
She smiled and said nothing, but the priest then said, “The groom may now kiss the bride.”
Kyla suddenly turned sideways, wrapped her hands around Martin Weiss’s neck, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her lips to his.
Martin Weiss froze. There was a flicker of mixed emotion in his eyes. Suddenly, the memory of him and her coming to the church flashed through his mind.
She was smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck and said, “Martin, why don’t we have our wedding in this church someday?”
“It’s your call,” he said. It was only a casual assent at the time because he did not think he would ever marry her at all. He only approached her to get revenge.
However, she smiled contentedly at his answer. “Thank you! said happily before kissing him on the lips.
She was now kissing him on the lips in the same way.
Her gentle lips pressed on his slightly cool lips, making his Adam’s apple roll. A certain desire seemed to rise in his body.
It took all his self-control to suppress that desire.
‘Stop! Stop it! ‘Martin Weiss shouted desperately in his head. His self-control was shattered by her simple kiss.
If this went on… he probably would not be able to last much longer.
He wanted to push her away, but his body was so stiff that he could not even push her away.
Just as Martin Weiss’s arms could not help wanting to embrace her, Kyla’s lips finally left his. It also quickly brought his sanity back.
He withdrew his hands stiffly, feeling glad that he had not embraced her. ‘That was close… Maybe I’m close to surrendering.’
Kyla’s red lips gently uttered two words, “Thank you.”
He froze. It was the same words she had said when she kissed him in the church back then., “Why are you… thanking me?” he asked hoarsely.
“Because you didn’t push me away,” she said. The kiss seemed to have brought her back to the age when she was carefree and thought romance was beautiful.
However, time was the most ruthless thing in the world. It would not return after it was gone.
“Come on,” she said as she turned around to walk out the church exit.
Martin Weiss pressed his thin lips tightly and followed Kyla out of the church.
“Where next?” he asked.
“We’re getting lunch at the restaurant we used to go to. I looked it up online, and it’s still around,” she said.
The restaurant from ten years ago was still around. When they arrived at the restaurant, there were not many people inside, and it had many empty seats. The two sat down at a table, and Kyla nostalgically looked through the menu. Many of the dishes on the menu were still the same as she remembered.
She ordered some dishes she remembered. Then, she asked Martin Weiss, “What about you? What else do you want?”
“No thanks. That’s all,” said Martin Weiss.
“You have to take your medicines before lunch. I’ll ask the restaurant manager for a glass of warm water,” Kyla said and got up to leave. Moments later, she came over with a glass of warm water. Then, she took the medicines out of her bag and handed them to Martin Weiss.
Martin Weiss swallowed the medicines with water, then Kyla said, “Sit here while I go over to their message wall.”
Martin Weiss frowned. He had seen the message wall she was referring to as soon as they came in. There were many small pieces of paper on it, and each piece contained a written sentence or a drawing. They were left by customers, and the wall was a feature of the restaurant.
However, he was not interested in such things.
He watched her walk up to the message wall. She looked as if she were reading the messages carefully. He vaguely remembered her writing a message when they first came here. He was curious and wanted to ask what she wrote, but she refused to say and only said she would tell him in the future.
‘In the future… There’s no future between us.’
Martin Weiss sneered.
At this moment, he saw her bend over with a pen in hand. She was writing something.
‘She’s not writing a message again, is she? How… silly!’ Martin Weiss curled his lips as he kept his eyes from gazing at Kyla.
Moments later, Kyla was back at the table, and the dishes they ordered were served.
“Alright, let’s eat. I’ll start,” said Kyla before lowering her head and digging in.
However, Martin Weiss did not touch his chopsticks. He suddenly asked, “Why did you kiss me when we were in the church?”