Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

“I don’t really understand why you workaholics work so hard even when you have so much money.”

“Yes. Maybe it’s time for me to take on a different lifestyle.”

“Okay. Please taste the food. Do you like it?”

“Wow, this is surprising. It tastes great.”

“Why is it surprising? Did you think I know nothing about cooking?”

“Yes, I did.”

Selene did not know whether he was praising or mocking her. But she was in a good mood, so she decided not to get into it.

“Would you like some wine?” Clint suddenly asked.

“Why do you always drink? It’s really bad for your health.”

“Wine goes well with delicious food. Don’t worry, I won’t take it too far today.”

“I have a bottle which was given to me by a friend. I’ll show you.”

“Wow, great. Let’s drink!”

There were no wine glasses in the apartment, as Selene never drank. Eventually, she found a normal cup for him.

“This only proves that you truly never drink,” Clint said, smiling, as he took the cup.

“My father is an alcoholic. Even though he never beats me when drunk, I really hate him for drinking so much.”

“Okay. I’ll never drink again.” Clint suddenly promised.

Selene felt surprised by his promise. I wouldn’t say I like wine, but that has nothing to do with him. She thought.

Clint seemed nonchalant as if he had not realized that his words really surprised Selene.

The atmosphere was very pleasant during the dinner. The two talked to each other a lot, which was unexpected.

After the meal, Selene went to clean up, and Clint spontaneously offered to help. Naturally, both the guest and host were filled with joy.

It was eight o’clock in the evening by the time they finished washing up, and Selene expected Clint just to say goodbye and leave. However, Clint seemingly had something else on his mind as he, instead, walked over to the sofa and sat down.

“I can’t drive while tipsy. Is there anything worth watching?”

The two of them, each with sexual needs, staying in the same room late at night? It seemed like a recipe for disaster. Besides, Clint was not only her ex-husband but also the one she had had a one-night stand with not long ago. Selene also felt that she didn’t need to pretend to mind if Clint wanted another drunken night of passion.

She found an old CD. “Do you like romance movies?”

“They’re okay, I guess.” Clint shrugged.

After turning on the TV, Selene got up and went to the bedroom.

“Don’t you want to watch it together?” Clint asked.

“I’ve seen it several times. Just sit and watch. I need to work on some of my designs.”

Clint turned his head and looked at her back with glazed eyes.

Later that night, Selene finished working on her designs. She looked at the time. It was already ten.

She walked out of the bedroom and glanced at the TV screen. It played in the end credits of the movie. Clint was fast asleep on the sofa.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

She knew that this film was not to his liking.

She walked over to him. “Clint. Wake up!” She called out.

Clint quickly opened his eyes, but his face showed confusion, as if he didn’t know what time it was. He stood up, stumbling.

Selene thought that he was about to leave, and she was worried that he was in a bad state. She would never have imagined that he would go straight to the bedroom. He jumped into the large bed and went back to sleep, leaving Selene feeling confused.

Selene looked at the situation in front of her eyes and sighed helplessly.

She took out the towel, got some hot water, went to the bedroom, wiped his face, and loosened his tightly-knit shirt. This man’s dress style was exactly the same as his personality; it was rigorous and meticulous and, just like he had said earlier, very boring.

When she was done, Selene stood and then looked at the man lying on her bed in the lamplight.

He was tall, handsome, wealthy, and had a modest private life. There were no major flaws to him except being boring and dull. Not long ago, she even had a chance to spend the rest of her life with this man.

However, a marriage without love would never last long.

She stroked her forehead, her mind once again filled with confusion: Marriage with love lasts, but what is love?

Because the bed was occupied by Clint, Selene intended to sleep on the sofa. However, when she sat down on the sofa, she suddenly felt reluctant. Why should she sleep on the sofa? It was her home, after all.

She then returned to the bedroom with a blanket.

She knew quite well about Clint’s sleeping habits. He would most likely stay still in the same position for the whole night. He was lying in the middle of the bed, so Selene pushed him to the edge of it.

He rolled over and continued sleeping.

Selene lay on the bed and observed the sleeping form of the man. She decided to close her eyes and soon fell asleep, too.

They did not do anything except sleep that night.

The next morning, they woke up almost at the same time. When they opened their eyes, they saw each other. Even though they had slept in the same bed for many months a while back, they had very rarely woken up at the same time, only to see each other.

Selene’s cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She sat up quickly. “You fell asleep last night while watching the movie. I didn’t want to wake you up. You looked tired.” She said, her tone devoid of emotion.

Clint also sat up and rubbed his forehead, “Yes, I’ve been worn out recently. Sorry for this.”

“That’s all right.” Selene stood up on her feet. “Are you in a hurry to go to work? If not, how about having breakfast here?” She asked.

“No, I’m not. Breakfast sounds good.”