CHAPTER 40

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Alan kissing someone else.

Alan affectionately hugs and talks to others.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I crouched down in the pavilion and thought of him.

I couldn’t bring myself to blame Alan for making me like a wet mouse.

After all, it was entirely my choice to go out and walk on the beach while it was raining.

I had no choice but to sniff or inhale through my nose.

I encircled my legs with my arms and buried my face between my knees.

Hic hic… I cried uncontrollably as tears of sadness flowed from my eyes.

Maybe I should stay here until the sun comes up.

I wondered if Alan knew I wasn’t there.

Perhaps he still looking for mosquito incense.

“Why do mosquitoes bite!”

I was so angry that I stomped my feet while sitting.

To be honest, would Alan have gone looking for this mosquito incense if I hadn’t been bitten by a mosquito?

In the first place, I did not leave my seat because I was uncomfortable.

It was much better to just go to the room where Alan was, hold hands, and ask if he really had such a promiscuous life.

Then my body wouldn’t get wet, and I wouldn’t sniff as I do now….

Tears continued to flow.

I wanted to blame everyone in the world, but the arrow eventually found its way to me.

I’d be fine if I hadn’t been acting childish.

I’d rather sleep here, but my mind wasn’t in good condition.

I sat with my head on my knees for quite some time. I wasn’t even sure how long it has been.

It was then.

“Jeff!”

I heard a voice calling me.

“…”

When I raised my head, I saw Alan, who was holding a big towel.

He was drenched, just like me.

Haa, haa… The exhalation was rough.

Alan, who came inside, opened his eyes wide.

He seemed angry.
“Why didn’t you tell me and go out alone?”

“…”

“Do you know how worried I was?"

Alan’s voice trembled aimlessly.

“Sorry.”

He strode up at the same time as I apologized. I wiped the tears away with my arms again.

Alan’s hand, which was holding the towel, trembled violently.

“I’m sorry…”

I wiped away my tears while apologizing.

Alan approached me and placed a towel over my head. It was big enough to cover my entire upper body.

I slowly raised my head, which was slightly drooping due to the weight.

Alan’s eyes were red.

It wasn’t like the first time we held hands or the first time Alan confessed to me.

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