Love Together, Be With You Never

"Marlon, you're late. The noodles cooked by Rachael are especially delicious!" After finishing his last mouthful of noodles, Adrian leaned against the chair and smiled at Marlon who just came in.

I got up from my chair to clean up the table, but I suddenly stopped after hearing this. In the past, I used to cook some food for Marlon after we had sex. I often made noodles, because he once praised my skill in making them. Therefore, Adrian's words didn't make sense. Truth be told, Marlon was the one who ate the most food I cooked.

But now, no matter what happened to him, it had nothing to do with me. I stopped indulging in the past and took the dishes to the kitchen for washing. When I came out, Adrian was no longer in the dining room and there was only Marlon left.

I looked around again but didn't see Adrian. After taking my bag, I was about to leave. After all, I wasn't familiar with Adrian and I guessed he had something else to do. Since he was so busy, he didn't need to say goodbye to me. Besides, only Marlon and I were in this room now. No matter how big the room was, I felt it was small and depressing.

"You avoid seeing me as if I were a frightening snake!" Marlon suddenly took a few steps forward, with his tall and strong body blocking my way. In an instant, I was in his shadow, and a strong smell of alcohol came to my nostrils. After looking up, I found that Marlon's eyes had become bloodshot, and the smell of alcohol on him was even stronger.

Marlon drank! However, it had nothing to do with me. I looked at him indifferently and said, "Mr. Redford, please get out of my way!"

Marlon grabbed my collar fiercely and stared at me with bloodshot eyes. "Rachael, you should look at yourself now in the mirror. You look extremely frivolous and cheap. It's no exaggeration that you can fall in love with every man you meet! You really disgust me!"

I shook off his hand angrily, wanting to push Marlon away, but I failed due to the disparity in our strength. Although I had already flown into a rage, I managed to calm down and said coldly, "Then please stay away from a woman like me. Don't you feel disgusted when grabbing me like this?"

However, Marlon didn't seem to hear me. Instead, he took my hand and walked out.

"Marlon, let go of me. What exactly are you doing? Let go of me!" I used all my strength to hit Marlon, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He directly pulled me into his car.

"What are you going to do?" After being jammed into the car, I instantly became alert.

However, Marlon remained silent and got in the car. Realizing that something bad might happen, I quickly opened the car door beside me to escape.

"Why did you always try to run away after seeing me? Why?" Marlon suddenly roared. Judging from his voice, I guessed he was a little hurt.

I couldn't help but be stunned. I had never heard him speak in such a sad tone, as if I was the one upsetting him.

I told myself not to overthink. After all, Marlon didn't like me at all. It had been four years since we first met, and he had never taken a fancy to me!

I bitterly reproached myself. I used more strength and the car door was opened in an instant. I leaned forward and was about to get out of the car. However, Marlon suddenly grabbed my wrist and pressed me onto the backseat. While kissing me crazily like a beast, he forced me to open my mouth by grabbing my chin tightly, so that I could better cooperate with him.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest now.

'Rachael, this is fake. All of this is fake. Marlon is heavily drunk, and he mistook me for someone else. He is kissing the wrong woman. The person he really wants to kiss is Alicia, his fiancée,' I thought to myself.

However, my heart beat more violently as Marlon's kiss went deeper. Even I could hear my loud heartbeat, which indicated that I was still greatly attracted by him.

Being deeply in love with someone was so pathetic, not to mention that I had loved Marlon for four years. My unrequited love for him had already been ingrained in me and become a habit. How could I easily give up on him even if I wanted to?

I no longer struggled, allowing Marlon to kiss me madly. For me, he was like the most deadly poison in the world. I would rather be killed than part with him.

Closing my eyes, I told myself it was the last time to indulge in desire, and I must stop loving him afterwards. Sadly, I had to admit that I was eager to his touch, let alone such a passionate kiss, which seemed like a volcano that was about to completely melt me.

After a long while, Marlon let go of me. I had thought that he would kick me out of the car after gaining his composure. However, I didn't expect him to bring me back to the small house where we lived before. For some reason, I was engulfed by intense fear. I wanted to leave by instinct, but Marlon dragged me in. The moment I entered the house, a faint smell of dust came over. Only then did I find that the furniture was covered with a fine layer of dust, which meant it had been uninhabited for a long time.

I was overcome by grief and depression. This house was exactly like me, for we were both dispensable to Marlon. To be more specific, I wasn't needed by him at all. Only when he occasionally thought of me for some reason would he come back to me.

How pathetic I was!

"I'm hungry. I want noodles!" Marlon said as if it was a matter of course.

Anger instantly filled my heart. Looking at Marlon, I rejected him without hesitation. In the past, I was deeply in love with him like an idiot, so I was willing to do anything for him. But he hurt me mercilessly again and again. I was also a human being who would cry from sadness or become desperate with fury.

Marlon immediately put on a furious look. "You were overjoyed when cooking noodles for Adrian just now. Seeing your affectionate look, I wouldn't be surprised if you threw yourself into his arms the next second! Since you can flatter a man you just met like that, why can't you cook noodles for me?"

"It's my own business to decide who I want to cook noodles for. Mr. Redford, you should be more concerned about your fiancée. Goodbye!" Upon finishing my words, I turned around and walked towards the door. The whole room fell silent, and the atmosphere was rather oppressive. I curbed my impulse to look back, but after arriving at the door, I couldn't help turning around. It surprised me that Marlon was sitting on the sofa with a pale face.

Marlon was having a stomachache!

Ever since I knew Marlon, he had a serious stomach problem. That was because once he started working, he would completely forget to eat. Therefore, every time his face turned pale, I knew that he was suffering from a stomachache. Besides, he drank tonight. Judging from his appearance, I guessed he must be hammered.

Beads of sweat covered Marlon's forehead. I was about to open the door, but I failed to exert any strength at all. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I had always been so concerned about him. As long as Marlon was a little unhappy or uncomfortable, I would do everything for him. As long as he was fine, I was satisfied.

With a self-mocking smile, I withdrew my hand from the door handle and went to the kitchen to cook porridge for Marlon.

When looking at the steam rising from the pot, I had a lot on my mind.

Why did Marlon drink so much? Why did he come to Adrian's house after getting drunk? Was he looking for Adrian or me? Why did he bring me back and kiss me against my will?

Being troubled by those questions, I couldn't help thinking that perhaps Marlon's intention of coming here was to see me!¶¶¶¶