Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 43

It was half-past eleven when William Walton finished his work and went to the window to smoke.

When he looked down, he saw that the lawn outside Laura's room was illuminated by the light from her room.

He twisted his head to look at the clock on the wall. It was so late. Or had Benjamin not left yet?

Hesitating, he put out the cigarette and went downstairs to the door of her room.

He knocked on the door. No one answered.

He put his hand on the doorknob and gave it a push. The door was unlocked.

He looked into the room and saw that Benjamin was not there.

Instead, she was lying on the bed with her headphones on, one hand holding the book, the other holding the pen, nibbling on the tip of the pen while she wrote something in the book.

The hair at the side of her forehead, along with her Laura Green movements, would occasionally flutter around her ears.

He smiled charmingly. This girl who was seriously reading a book was truly very beautiful.

She did not notice him as he entered the room.

When he reached the bed, he looked down at her textbook.

She was solving a difficult math question.

He stood there for two minutes, and she finally finished.

She pursed her lips into a smile, rolled over, and was about to stretch when she saw a person standing next to the bed.

Before she could see who was he, she let out a sharp cry and quickly flipped over to the other side of the bed.

It looked like she was about to fall under the bed.

William Walton jumped onto the bed quickly and grabbed her.

She took a deep breath and put half of her head in his arms. She looked at him and said, "You... Why are you here? "

William Walton twisted his head and laughed, "This is your catchphrase indeed."

His handsome appearance caused her heart to tremble.

Thinking about it this way, last time she had been drunk and pounced on him, it hadn't been a loss.

After all, he didn't only have money, and he was also good-looking.

She had earned it.

"Did I scare you?"

She stopped thinking about other things and hurriedly sat upright. She moved closer to the bed and took off the headphones in her ears.

"It's the middle of the night, and there's someone suddenly standing by the head of the bed, how can I not be scared," she said with furrowed brows. "Mr. Walton, do you not even knock on the door when you enter other people's room?"

"I did. You didn't hear it."

She picked up her earphones and held it for a moment. "I was listening to French, so I didn't hear anything."

He raised his eyebrows, "Listening to French and doing math? You are a weirdo. Can't you be distracted? "

"Yes, but in real life, who can concentrate on one thing without being disturbed?"

"So, you are deliberately training yourself to do two things at the same time."

She did not answer, but instead asked, "Is there something that you want to talk to me about?"

"Nothing. I saw the light in your room and knew that you haven't slept, so I came down to see if Benjamin was still studying."

"Benjamin left at nine."

William Walton picked up her book and flipped through it.

They sat on the bed and chatted, making her feel a little awkward.

Just as she was thinking about whether she should get off the bed or force him out with the excuse that she needed to rest, he suddenly spoke up.

"Didn't anyone tell you before? You look very charming when you study."

Her face was slightly red. To suddenly get praised in such a manner, she felt a bit ... she couldn't bear it.

She shook her head. "No."

"Looks like I'm the first. You like science?" He turned the pages and glanced at her.

She nodded. "Yes."

"The book you bought is a summary of the problems with difficult math questions over the years. There are some questions in this book that even your teacher would find difficult. "

She scratched her forehead. "Um, Mr. Walton, time ..."

William Walton gazed at her face lazily. "Good morning."

"Morning... Good morning." She blushed and avoided looking at him.

She was crazy. Last night after he had taught her the last question, she finished it and wanted to show the results to him, only to find that he had fallen asleep in her bed.

She looked at him and thought that he looked strangely handsome when he slept.

She thought that God was so unfair that gave a beautiful person everything. Otherwise, how could he be so handsome even he was sleeping?

She had meant to wake him up and let him go back after a few furtive glances.

But somehow, she had fallen asleep too.

She had no idea why they kept such a position at the foot of the bed.

William Walton pointed to her phone.

She rushed over, picked up her cell phone, and turned off the alarm.

He sat up and stretched. "This is my first time falling asleep while studying. It seems that your enthusiasm towards studies is very contagious."

She scratched her eyebrows. "About that ...last night, oh, thank you."

He smiled and got down from the bed. He said as he walked towards the door: "If it wasn't me then you would have fallen to the ground. So, I will accept your thanks."

She blushed a little as he opened the door and went out. That wasn't what she wanted to thank him for.

The butler and others were so shocked when they saw William Walton left Laura's room.

Everyone hurriedly greeted him, and William Walton said in an extremely good mood: "Go and do your work."

He went upstairs.

He woke up in the middle of the night and saw her sleeping at the foot of the bed like a meek cat.

He wanted to carry her back to the bed, but she rolled over to the end of the bed.

Immediately, he laid at the end of the bed, blocking her path.

She rolled over and snuggled into his arms.

He took her in his arms and decided, in that instant, that he wouldn't leave tonight.

And for the first time, he found it nice to spend the night in the same bed with a woman.