My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

At night, under the watchful eye of the moon and the stars twinkling in the sky, Leena gently pushed the door open and walked into the study. She was agitated, her young beautiful face looking quite gloomy. That wasn't like her at all.

"What's up?" Kevin closed his military book and placed it on the desk, showing that she had his undivided attention. He looked at Leena with a frown. Why did she look so strange? Why was she being so furtive and tentative?

"Kevin, could we talk?" Leena forced a smile. There was a tinge of mischievousness in her clear and watery eyes. Her eyes flashed that way only when she was with him.

"Yeah, babe. What do you need?" Kevin stood up and led her to the sofa, gently, hand on her back. He was curious what she wanted to say.

"Well...it's about Gerard." Leena bit her lip and tried to organize the jumble in her mind. How could she possibly explain this? Should she start from the beginning?

"What's wrong with Gerard? He's a nice guy. And we can get along. Is there something I should know about him? You're acting weird." Kevin gave her a questioning look. They all had dinner together, and everything seemed to be going well. Louisa left during the meal, but that didn't disrupt things too much.

"Well..." She paused again. She was so nervous, that everything spilled out in a word salad. "Before we got married, me and Gerard were a thing. But it was really simple. He had only held my hands. That's all. And that's why we broke up. I won't give my body to just anyone, and I wouldn't give it to him." At this point, Leena closed her eyes. She didn't want t

ined why she got so drunk that day in the bar, and why she had a one night stand with him. Because she was trying to soothe the heartache of a breakup. But it was a damn good thing she did, though, because otherwise they would never have met. Thanks to a chance moment, their lives were intertwined forever.

"No. I don't think it's even love. I was really young, then, and didn't know what love is. Now I do, and things are different." Leena rushed to her defense, her beautiful face turning red from the anxiety.

"So why should I be mad again?" Kevin laughed and stroked her nose with his fingers. He felt happy to have her in his life. Sometimes she could be very mature and had a keen mind. She seemed to really have it together, and a wisdom that defied her age. But sometimes she was very innocent and naive like a flower in the greenhouse, which would become juicy with a simple touch.

"But Gerard told me that he still couldn't forget me. So that's why he flew all the way out here from France," Leena said hesitantly. She didn't dare to look into his eyes.