Babel Novel
Chapter 35 Like
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It seems Jenny doesn’t dare to open eyes.
In fact, Luke is teasing her. When they kissed, Jenny didn’t reject fiercely. He thought she was playing
hard to get. So he gave it a shot. But Jenny’s trembling refuse shows she really gets scared. She even
trembles all over her body.
“Open your eyes.” Luke frowns and looks at her pretty face with even sparkling tears in the corners of
her eyes.
Jenny shrinks back and opens her eyes carefully, looking terribly wronged with tears welled up in her
eyes.
At this moment, some weird emotion takes up his mind, making him confused about his mind.
“Clean towel is in the washroom. It is in the second drawer under the washing basin.”
As he finishes his words, he turns over to the bed and sits there for a few seconds, looking hesitant. He
then picks up the coat from the floor and walks out of the bedroom.
Jenny remains in the large host bedroom alone. The sound of door locking seems to cut off all of her
intense nerves, leaving her paralyzed on the bed and recalling the crazy thing happened just now.
A moment later, she seems to come up with an idea.
Take a bath?
She abruptly crawls up from the bed, walks to the door of the bedroom with her feet naked, and locks
the door. She doesn’t breathe a relief and paralyze on the floor until she makes sure the door can’t be
opened from the outside.
She is confused about what Luke has in his mind. Before they met at the pharmacy, Luke only showed
up in the commercial news. He is without a doubt the youngest leading entrepreneur featured as being
decisive and cruel.
Before the crazy thing, Luke was in her eyes the man who was self-controlled, indifferent but kind, and
always helpful to her.
But he changed and turned out to be capricious to behave as he wished.
Under the dim light, Jenny looks down and finds the light pink marks on her shoulder and breast. She
feels the heat in her heart and on her ears, as if someone was breathing to her face with light wine
aroma.
She runs to the washroom in panic. The water from the shower washes off the fine make-up on her
face, her beating heart and a bit scariness.
In the other washroom right next to Jenny’s, the gurgling of water washes of a man’s desire of a
woman. The light pink knife scar on Luke’s muscular chest doesn’t make him look worse but adds more
masculinity to him.
Slender fingers cross through the dark hair with water drops running from the hair to the perfect facial
outline before dropping on shoulders, the chest and the floor.
The gurgling of water suddenly stops. Luke grabs a white towel to wipe the water drops on his face,
hangs it around his neck, and takes care of his hair, with some emotional urge down there. He raises
his arm to wipe the water on the mirror where his angular face and his cold, confused eyes then show.
Suddenly the phone rings at the perfect timing, Luke walks out of the washroom for his phone on the
bed, thinking it might be about business.
His intense countenance relaxes a bit when he sees it’s from George.
“Hello?”
The music is noisy on the other side of the phone, but Luke can tell it’s George’s voice. “Luke, where
are you? Come join us.”
“I’m not available.” Luke’s answer is simple and firm with no room to negotiate.
But George is not simple for he can always find alternative solutions if Luke refuses his invitation.
“What time is it now? You left the banquet just an hour later. Change of place. Come join us with your
girlfriend. It’s fun here, I promise.”
“She’s taking a shower.”
Luke answers blandly.
It means nothing for him but it sounds to George something worth to gossip.
“What?” George gets too excited to hold his phone tightly, “Give me a second. I’ll find somewhere
quiet.”
George seems to be moving fast and it turns silent a moment later.
“Enjoy your night?”
George raises his arm up to check the time. It’s been not a long time since they left, “That’s a quick
move, Luke.”
The quick word sounds quite hinting.
Luke twitches his lips and says, “Stop it. Nothing happened.”
George gets more curious, thinking about why Jenny takes a shower in Luke’s with nothing happening?
That’s a big problem.
“She’s in your house?”
“Yes.”
They didn’t go to a hotel but his house and nothing happened. Something serious must have
happened.
“Just curious, do you like Jenny?”
George has always found Luke unique in some way since they were young. Luke seldom shows any
interest in women, which makes he himself sometimes thinks he’s quite dangerous.
“What is the definition of ‘like’?”
His question makes George quite surprised.
Luke used to scold George whenever George talked about love. He always thinks deeply about
everything apart from love. But how come he responds to George’s question this time?
This is a rare chance for George to talk it over with him.
“For normal people, it means you always think of her, feel happy to see her, unhappy not to see her,
happy that she waits for you, and unhappy she’s with other men. You want to do many things with her,
own her and be the only one for her.”
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Luke interrupts George’s explanation.
He sounds a relief on the other side of the phone as he seems to feel he’s not in any of those cases.
He says in a cold and suspicious tone, “Not any of those feelings, I just don’t hate her, but never feel
the way you mention.”
She’s just with his grandma and nothing is special.
“That’s because you have a weird sense of love.”
As George squats in the toilet, the call is shut and his phone is dead. Alas, it’s out of battery. What a
pity!
The conversation is not over yet.
The only difference between Luke and other people is that he has a slow sense of love. He needs
guidance since he himself may not notice he’s in love.
This time, for instance, Luke is not in most of the cases George mentioned, but he starts to think about
them when George mentioned them.