Deep love: insatiable lover

-No one else will come but me, so you don’t have to worry about being home alone. Food is delivered regularly and it’s all fresh. You can also tell them what you want to eat in advance and they will deliver it the next day. You don’t have to worry about cleanliness either.

I can clean if I don’t have to, but I don’t need a part-time worker, do I?

Vanessa thought she couldn’t live here for nothing, she had to do what she could.

He had just been discharged from hospital, but his body was almost recovered. He can still do the cleaning.

-Good.

Alonso did not refuse, as if he thought it would be better to have something to do.

At least he didn’t have to worry about Vanessa being bored alone.

Alonso had wanted to stay home and have dinner with Vanessa, but a call from the hospital had made him leave.

-It should be quite late after this operation, so you don’t have to wait for me, go to bed early if you are sleepy.

-Well, take care on your way.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Vanessa stayed at the door to see Alonso off.

It was the first time something like this had happened, so it was inevitably a little surprising for Alonso. He looked back at Vanessa, who was standing in the doorway, and she gave him a slight smile.

It was nice to be fired from my job.

It was good for Alonso to be like this all the time from now on as well.

-Come back.

Alonso shouted, before getting into the car and driving away. It wasn’t until the car was out of sight that Vanessa turned around and went back inside.

Left alone, the smile on Vanessa’s face unconsciously withdrew.

He sat on the sofa and stared blankly in an unfamiliar direction, feeling as if a large piece of his heart was missing, very empty and particularly uncomfortable.

He wanted to remember who he was first, to remember everything he had forgotten.

When it was time to eat, Vanessa had to fight the urge to cook for herself. She had no appetite, so she limited herself to cooking a bowl of noodles. While the noodles were cooking and the seasoning was being added, Vanessa unconsciously moved to the side.

-Help…

He opened his mouth, but could not remember what he was going to say.

Stunned, Vanessa frowned at the hand that went to her side.

Did it mean that she had lived with someone before, that they had cooked together in the kitchen often enough for her to make that deft gesture?

Was she his mistress, or a family member?

If it was family, it shouldn’t be so intimate, right? But the words of a lover…

Vanessa couldn’t think of anything, but her head ached.

Not daring to think any more, he cooked the noodles and ate them quickly, then went to his room to sleep.

He did not sleep soundly, even in his sleep, his brow furrowed and his body shifting restlessly.

-Don’t. Who are you?

There was a completely unreadable face in the dream, a tall body. He stood a short distance away, watching her in silence. No matter what Vanessa said, the other man didn’t respond, he just stared at her.

The look in his eyes made Vanessa feel warm and fuzzy.

I knew they must be his familiar eyes.

But no matter how close he came, no matter how much he said, the other man did not respond and ended up disappearing in his dreams.

-No!

Vanessa screamed and opened her eyes with a start.

Everything in her dream was forgotten and all Vanessa knew was that she was sad, as sad as if a part of her life was missing.

-Who am I? What exactly are the memories I have forgotten?

Vanessa clutched her head in her hands and murmured in agony.

Outside the window there was a thick night, which showed that it was still early.

Exhausted, Vanessa lies down on her bed, but she is not sleepy.

With his eyes open, he stares at the ceiling in silence until the morning light comes.

When she heard movement outside, Vanessa sat up on her back. She hadn’t slept all night, her head was numb and she was a little weak.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock at the door.

-Vanessa, are you awake?

-Yes.

Vanessa was quick to respond, her voice a little hoarse.

-What’s the matter, don’t you feel well?

-Probably because I didn’t sleep well last night, it’s nothing.

Vanessa replied hurriedly and Alonso, relieved, said.

-I’ve bought breakfast, why don’t you go out and eat?

-All right.

Quickly getting up and washing herself, Vanessa pushed open the door and went out.

Alonso is still standing in the corridor, in front of the door, waiting for her, and frowns at her slightly tired face with some concern.

-Are you not used to the bed here? Or are you uncomfortable with something? You don’t look well, you slept very badly last night.

-It might be a bit awkward.

Vanessa forced a smile, not knowing what to say to Alonso.

-It’s OK once you get used to it. Let’s go and have breakfast. I’ve got porridge and doughnuts, they’re good. Try them and buy more tomorrow if you want.

-Good.

Vanessa adjusted her mood and smiled.

The two went to the table and began to eat.

The congee was fresh and the doughnuts were delicious. With the food, Vanessa’s mood was a little better this time. Seeing a genuine smile on her face, Alonso was happy too.

After dinner, Alonso went upstairs to sleep, while Vanessa washed the dishes and went for a walk in the garden.

Upstairs, in the bedroom.

Alonso didn’t go straight to bed, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching Vanessa strolling through the garden while she talked on the phone.

-Have you heard?

The other party said something unfamiliar and Alonso’s expression was one of relief, with a twinkle in his eye.

-So much for not finding out who she is. She appeared wounded in the middle of nowhere and lost her memory.

Heh.

It wasn’t that he was selfish and didn’t want to help, it was that he had checked and found no clue to his identity. If God was helping him, why did he insist on it?

In any case, Vanessa stayed with him and liked him. And with her status, Alonso could ensure her safety and better guarantee her food and clothing.

-Since we can’t find out, forget it.

Hanging up the phone, Alonso looked at Vanessa with growing tenderness.

-Vanessa, you see, even God is on my side. I had decided to help him find his family if I could. If I couldn’t, you would be a gift from the gods.

Alonso smiled softly and said something to himself.

Oblivious to all this, Vanessa took a short walk around the garden and then went back inside.

He had nothing to do but sit in the living room and watch television.

But the television was on and his eyes were glued to the screen, but his thoughts were far away.

Time flies and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Almost five months had passed since Vanessa’s disappearance and there were still no clues.

Dylan’s aura grows colder and colder, and the worry in his heart grows stronger and stronger.