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Oriana turned her head and stared at him.
“You’re back” She muttered softly.
“Yup.
I am.” Deacon nodded.
“Oh, okay.” Oriana seemed to have been lost of words.
She took her gaze away from him.
She dipped her hand into the dried sweet potato and took a handful.
Deacon walked over and squatted in front of her.
“Do you want me to eat?” He asked aloud.
Oriana stared down at him.
“It’s dried sweet potato, grandma bought it.
Do you want to eat it?”
Deacon was aware that it was dried sweet potatoes.
When he approached her, he could smell the aroma.
He was never interested in snacks, but the one she was eating seemed to be very good.
Deacon furrowed his brows.
“I’ll try it.”
His eyes fell on the dried sweet potato in her hand.
It was obvious that he wanted to taste what she was eating, and he had no plans to do it himself.
He needed her to feed him.
Oriana had already understood what he meant.
She stuffed the dried sweet potato into her mouth, then pushed the snack bag into his arms.
“There you go…
Deacon’s eyes darkened.
Mrs. Samantha put the snacks on the little table beside her, then stood up and walked into the dining room.
“Oriana, dinners ready, come eat.” Mrs. Samantha announced from the kitchen.
Oriana wanted getting up, but Deacon kept the snack bag on the tiled floor.
His hands clasped her back and took her directly into his arms.
He smiled and muttered.
“What’s the matter? You wouldn’t even feed me snacks.”
Oriana pressed her hands against his chest and struggled.
“What are you doing? Let go.
Someone is watching.
Grandma said that food is ready.”
There indeed was a maid in the living room who witnessed the scene.
The maid quickly walked into the kitchen with a smile.
Deacon didn’t let go of her.
He lowered his head and leaned towards her face.
“Then give me a kiss first.”
“No!” Oriana protested and pushed him away.
She stood up and walked hastily into the dinning.
Deacon chuckled and took off his tic.
He felt that all she wanted was for him to carry her to the room like he did the previous day, pull the sheets of the bed, sit her on his laps, and kiss her fiercely.
He heard Oriana’s beautiful voice.
“Grandma, I won’t be home for dinner.
A good friend of mine is arriving LA today, I’m heading to the airport to pick her up.”
“Okay, Oriana, I’ll let the driver take you there.
If your friend wants, she can come over and stay here for some days, just to keep you company.” The old lady said quickly.
“Okay, grandma.
I’ll sure let her know.”
Deacon walked over and said.
“I’ll take you to the airport.”
“No need.” Oriana wanted rejecting his offer.
Deacon looked at her.
Oriana knew better than letting the old lady know that they weren’t on good terms.
“Oh, no problem.
Thank you.” She hastily added.
The both walked out of the kitchen.
The butler.
Mr. Henry mumbled,
“Madam, I think the relationship between the two is quite weird.”
Mrs. Samantha picked up her spoon and glanced at him.
“You better keep to your work.”
Mr. Henry could only go back to his duty.
Oriana got into the Rolls–Royce Phantom and sat in the passanger’s seat.
The car drove smoothly into the bustling traffic.
Oriana turned her head and stared at the glass window.
LA was really beautiful at dawn.
Deacon’s voice sounded, “Are you angry with me for that one million stuff?”
“No, I’m not.
You worked hard for your money.
I didn’t contribute a penny, so I don’t have the right to interfere with what you choose to do with it.”
“Would you believe me if I said that nothing happened between me and Pamela, and that I’ve only met her a few times?”
Oriana turned to look at Deacon who was driving.
“Mr. Armstead, are you telling me that Pamela isn’t attractive? Or should I be laughing at your stupid joke?”
Deacon’s eyes became gloomy, and his deep voice scolded.
“Mrs. Armstead, you can be angry and play with me, but don’t say nonsense.
You don’t not know who I find attractive, and want to have sex with.”
Oriana turned her head back to the window without uttering another word.
Silence had engulfed the car.
Deacon continued,
“Pamela once saved me.
I promise her three things.
The first was to send her abroad.
The second is to invest in Hendrix’s medical.‘ Oriana raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her car, then pouted her red lips,
“So, she just has to request and you’ll grant her wish, right? Well, it won’t be surprising if Pamela’s third request is for you to marry her.
So, if she request that, will you marry her?”
Deacon looked at her beautiful and calm face.
“I’m already married to Oriana, how can I marry her? Or, do you want to push me to another woman?”
Oriana remembered the last time they almost fell out because of a something similar.
But how was supposed to know that he would be involved with Pamela? Pamela was the person she hated the most.
Oriana lowered her eyes and asked,
“How did Pamela save you?”
She was really curious to know, because to her, Pamela wasn’t the type to actually save others.
With Oriana’s question, Deacon reminisced on the incident which happened more than seven years ago.
The snow had fallen heavily and the cold was bone peircing.
His limbs were cold and stiff, and his eyelids heavy.
As he slowly closed his eyes, he felt his life passing right before him.
However, a pair of soft hands had hugged him, and a tender and beautiful voice sounded in his ears,
“Mister, what’s the matter? Wake up! No, don’t sleep!”
He really wanted opening his eyes to see who it was, but he couldn’t.
In a daze, he felt the girl struggling to move him into a nearby cave.
Although he could not open his eyes, he could clearly fell the girl picking up a branch to make a fire to keep him warm.
Her hands had touched his forehead.
He was cold as ice.
“Mister, I won’t let you die.
You must live.
If you die, your family will be very sad.”
Soon, her soft and small body got into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Deacon had just turned twenty.
It was his transitioning period from boyhood to manhood.
He had never hugged a girl before.
The child’s body was so soft as though it had zero bones.
He could smell the sweet fragrance of the girl’s body, which slowly seduced his nerves and left him fascinated.
He had survived.
After so many years, Deacon hadn’t forgotten about that night.
When he was on the verge of death, a pair of little hands saved him.
The girl woke up the next morning.
While looking at him, she said,
“Mister, it’s dawn now.
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