Chapter 57
Aaron did not know how to describe how he felt at this moment.
He wanted to laugh, as if the heaven were fooling him. The person he had been looking for so long had turned out to be right next to him all along.
He also finally understood the reason for the inexplicable sense of destiny.
He thought that the night he bumped into Yolanda was the beginning of the story.
But he didn't know that the note she handed to him at the concert two days before was the first moment when their destinies were linked.
The details that had been overlooked in the past slowly flowed out of his memories.
For example, the first time they went to hear Peter Ruiz's Eins Orchestra, Yolanda accidentally blurted out," I've heard their show, too."
Unfortunately, at that time, he thought it was a part of her and James's love life.
What's more, that night when they were having sex, Yolanda asked him if he still remembered the first time they met.
At that time, she said--"Do you remember, someone gave you ..."
But the words that followed were blocked by him.
He didn't like to talk when having sex, but he didn't know he had missed another opportunity to get closer to the truth.
Life is like a drama. Aaron thought he could control everything, but he never thought that he was also being controlled by the heaven.
After all these things, all he had ever thought about was Yolanda.
The note, the car accident, the destined meeting, the ending was written by the heaven from the very beginning.
Aaron repeatedly watched the video of Yolanda walking up to him and slipping the note into his pocket.
It was no wonder that he had been moved by a scent and a backdrop at that time.
A man like him, who was hardly emotionally up and down, could pick up the signals sensitively because Yolanda was stunningly beautiful that night.
She was wearing black, the color that would appeal to him the most.
And at that time the Walter was not yet bankrupt, she was so confident and bright that she could not hide it.
Who would have thought that when they met again two days later, her world would be so turned upside down?
Aaron sat in his chair for a while, then remembered something and took out a black leather notebook from the second drawer in his study.
This notebook was the one he had used earlier to record some important holidays.
Aaron took out a note from the title page.
He leaned back and read it for a long time, the corners of his lips slowly curving up.
When he used to read the words on it, he would always speculate about what kind of woman had written such interesting words.
Now that he knew whose writing it was, it felt like everything fit perfectly.
Yolanda was indeed the person who would speak like that.
Ms. Twelve hurriedly found him at this time: "Young master, why are you here again? The old lady is still waiting for you to say a few words downstairs."
Aaron raised his eyes, "Got it."
He put everything away and was about to get up when he suddenly called Ms. Twelve, "Give me the perfume that Yolanda gave you."
Ms. Twelve:?
It's her first time to use such an expensive perfume at her old age. Ms. Twelve was a bit reluctant to do so, but muttered, "...I asked you before and you said you didn't want it, but now somehow you want it."
Aaron: "I'll buy you ten other bottles of different flavors."
"..."
Alright.
Ms. Twelve froze and immediately changed her word, "No problem, young master. I'll go down and get them for you now."
When they went back downstairs together, the birthday feast was still buzzing. Aaron felt dull and uninteresting a few minutes ago, but standing here again, he was in a different state of mind.
He said a few words in Mary's place, decently and thoughtfully. An elder who had been his personal friend for years asked:
"How's Aaron's life-long affair going? I haven't seen you bring a girl home after all these years."
Mary also laughed helplessly, "You're not the only ones. I, as his grandmother, don't even know if I'll see him get married and start a family in my lifetime."
In the midst of the boisterous laughter, Aaron suddenly spoke lightly, "I have a girlfriend."
Mary: "Huh?"
The old lady didn't react for a moment, thinking it was a surprise from her grandson, so she looked around, "Where is she? Has she come yet?"
Aaron: "She just spoke to you."
Mary: "...??"
The day of Mary's birthday was the fourth day Yolanda had left.
According to her initial plan, it would take a week to ten days, which meant that she would be back in three days at the earliest.
Although it was only three days, and Aaron could not seem to wait.
He was desperate to see her, as if he had never taken a good, hard look at her in the six months they had been together.
Then he would not have discovered all this until today, and she was the one he was looking for.
Not just three days, but even just three hours, made Aaron unable to stop this urge to see her immediately.
He booked the fastest flight to Newk.
Aaron had not told Yolanda that he was going to look for her. He only knew that she was in Newk, but he did not know where she was exactly.
His parents also lived in Newk, and Marc once gave him a business card. With the work address on the card, Aaron asked his parents to use their Chinese contacts to find out where Marc lived in Newk.
This meaningful meeting was imperative.
In order to avoid Yolanda call him during the period and expose his schedule, Aaron called her in advance.
"I'm going on a business trip today."
Yolanda: "Where are you going?"
"Venice, to attend a film festival."
"Oh, I see." Yolanda didn't take it seriously, her focus was on-- "Have you missed me in the past few days?"
Aaron was walking into the VIP lounge at the airport when he said, "Yes."
"Well, what does that mean?"
"I miss you."
"How much you miss me?"
Aaron sat down on the sofa, knowing that Yolanda wanted to hear something "vulgar" because she was being so persistent.
So, after a pause, he said without changing his face:
"I'm already reacting to hearing your voice."
Yolanda: "..."
How glad Yolanda was that at this moment they were on the phone and not on video.
And Olivia next to her was seriously shopping, not noticing her instantly red face.
She slowed her pace to walk behind her and lowered her voice to Aaron, "You're talking wilder and wilder."
Aaron: "Don't you like to hear that?"
"..."
"Don't like it?"
This low, dark rhetorical question, with a bit of a flirtatious trailing tone, resembled the sound he made that night when they were having sex.
Yolanda actually instantly got the feeling of Aaron's words.
Just hearing his voice, a wave of heat swept through her entire body, and her heartbeat faster.
Yolanda was so turned on that she didn't dare to say any more and hurriedly hung up the phone, "Bye, my mother is calling me."
Just then the ground staff came to inform Aaron to board the plane, and the call between them ended harmoniously.
At the mall, Olivia turned to look at Yolanda and smiled, "Is it your boyfriend?"
Not sure if her face was still red, Yolanda nodded and braced herself to be calm as she walked over and took her mother's hand, "Did you pick out your favorite pajamas?"
It was summer in Newk, and the pajamas Olivia wore were very old, and since Marc was a son, he was not as attentive as his daughter. So today, after dinner, Yolanda dragged Olivia out to go shopping, wanting to buy her some beautiful pajamas.
But the one in front of her made Olivia shake her head: "The style is too trendy, it doesn't suit me."
The brand Yolanda was shopping at was indeed a very fashionable brand that held a big show every year and had a reputation of being the number one sexy in the lingerie industry.
"What's not suitable, people are still wearing open cheongsam for 70- or 80-years old ladies." Yolanda took Mary as an example and handed Olivia a silk two-piece nightgown: "This is the right one, purple, gentle and not too revealing, it suits you."
After a few excuses, Olivia was finally pushed by Yolanda to the fitting room.
While waiting, Yolanda casually strolled around the shop, and as she walked, she suddenly stopped.
Her eyes fell on the shelves in front of her.
There were rows of plastic leg molds displaying all kinds of stockings.
Black ones, white ones, mesh ones, erotic ones.
Yolanda's eyes were dazzled by them.
I don't know what had gotten into her head, but Yolanda suddenly bent down to take a closer look and found one of the white, almost transparent ones very interesting.
The entire stocking had tiny, printed letters on it, and the letters could be chosen from a to z, all of them.
Yolanda gently touched the texture of that white silk with her hand, soft and delicate, smooth and slippery with a sense of pure lust**.
Like a thief, she peeked back in Olivia's direction.
Mum hadn't come out yet.
Yolanda immediately said to the so not far away - "Thank you, give me a y-letter one."
Olivia came out just after the order was made, "The size is right."
"Then I'll take this set." Without changing her face, Yolanda said again to the sa who had just said, "Wrap it up, thanks."
No one noticed Yolanda's heart beating into a drum.
Even she herself was thinking - Yolanda, you've changed.
In the past, when you bought a gift for your boyfriend, you chose high class cufflinks and belts.
Now when you buy a gift for your boyfriend, it's full of immodest colors.
After carefully hiding the stockings, Yolanda took Olivia's arm as if nothing had happened and asked, "Mom, are you going to the party tomorrow?"
Olivia: "Why should I go? Your brother's friends are celebrating his return, and you won't be able to have fun with me as a middle-aged person."
Marc had been away for four or five months, and when he returned this time, his enthusiastic friends had held a party for him.
Olivia looked at Yolanda: "You can go along and have fun."
In fact, it didn't matter whether she went to the party or not, but these days she could see that Elbert seemed to have something she wanted to say to Olivia, but she couldn't find a chance to be alone, so she secretly wanted to make him whole for once.
"That's fine." Yolanda pursed her lips, "I'll go with my brother." -
Because the tickets were bought in a hurry, there was only a connecting flight, so Aaron took seven hours longer than usual to arrive in Newk.
When he landed, it was six o'clock in the evening in Newk.
He went back to his parents' house in uptown Manhattan first. No one was home, but after calling, he found out that the couple was still away on a summer trip.
After putting his luggage away, Aaron drove his father's car from the garage and went towards Marc's address.
The lights were on and the night in Newk was full of glamour. As he walked through the skyscrapers, Aaron imagined in his mind how he would see Yolanda later.
It was hard to believe that a man like him, who had always been indifferent to emotions, would now travel thousands of miles for a woman beyond his control.
In fact, such an outcome should have been predicted from the very beginning when he kept modifying his bottom-line principles for her.
The traffic became scattered from dense, and the road drove into the open and quiet suburbs, and when large trees and grass appeared in his vision, Aaron knew that he was getting closer to Yolanda as well.
The road between them had gone on for too long, so right now, he didn't want to waste another second.
He just wanted to see her, to see her right away.
Finally, following the map, at around half past seven, Aaron's car pulled up in front of the villa.
The lights were on inside, so after he parked the car and looked around, he didn't want to disturb her, so he called Yolanda before entering the door.
But after a long time, no one answered.
Aaron had no choice but to get out of the car and knock on the door.
Three times later, the door was opened by a middle-aged woman who looked a bit like Yolanda.
Aaron recognizes at once that this must be Yolanda's mother and nods, "Hello auntie, I'm looking for Yolanda."
At this mention, Olivia paused and immediately recognized the young man standing in front of her, who seemed to be her daughter's boyfriend from the video that day.
She was a little surprised and couldn't believe that this man had chased her to Newk, "You're Mr. Jensen?"
Before Aaron could respond, Elbert came out from inside and her mouth opened wide in shock upon seeing Aaron, "Why did you come here too?"
This was confirmation.
Olivia immediately welcomed him inside, "Come in and sit down, Yolanda is not at home, she went out with her brother."
Aaron had already taken a few steps towards the room, but when he heard this, he stopped, "Out?"
"Yes, his brother's colleagues and friends threw him a return party, so Yolanda went along for the ride, sit down for a while, I'll call her."
"No need." Aaron paused, "Is it convenient to tell me where they're partying."
Of course, Olivia understood, her daughter's boyfriend had come all this way after her, of course she needed to be surprised.
She knew how young people think, so she told Aaron the location of Marc's party, which was actually not far away, only five kilometers away and a ten-minute drive away.
Aaron politely said goodbye and got back into the car.
I don't know if it was the hot weather or something else, but the moment he steered the wheel and started the car, he subconsciously unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.
About seven or eight minutes later, the car arrived at its destination.
It was a small, simple bar with a wooden structure and a small space, with a strong rural American atmosphere, not as glamorous as a nightclub.
Aaron pushed open the door, the bar was playing light jazz music, the customers were sitting freely and loosely in their seats drinking and chatting, the atmosphere was very relaxed.
He quickly scanned around and didn't see Yolanda, or even Marc.
So, he walked further inside, and only after stepping out a few meters did he see a spacious area deep in the bar with seating for ten people, and some entertainment around it.
And Yolanda was, right now, standing there in the entertainment area playing darts.
She didn't seem to be very good at it, and the handsome white guy standing next to her was talking to her very hard about something.
Looking at this image, Aaron suddenly remembered what Yolanda had said to himself the night before she left -
"I'll be hanging out with other foreign little brothers in the bar oh, do you really not mind?"
Aaron snorted in his heart...
She had planned this all along, she really did what she said she would do.
After standing in the shadows watching Yolanda for a few minutes, Aaron finally walked up to the bar.
Marc's return party was actually a simple gathering of friends, arranged by his best friend Aarn, with a total of seven or eight people coming.
But they were all men.
They were surprised by Yolanda's appearance and the whole party changed from welcoming Marc back to prying about Yolanda.
Among them, it was Aarn, Marc's best friend, who was the most active, and he was extremely excited.
"I never thought you'd have such a beautiful sister."
"She really looks like my goddess."
"She's so charming when she smiles."
"Oh, she seems to be in trouble, that's my strong point, isn't it?"
Aarn saw that Yolanda didn't know how to play darts and volunteered to teach her, but Marc reminded him at that moment that
"Hey."
"?"
"She's got a boyfriend."
"..."
Aarn paused for a second and shrugged, "I just want to teach her how to play darts."
Marc didn't say anything more and put down his glass and walked towards the side, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."
After he left, Aarn sipped his glass of wine with some frustration, then walked towards Yolanda, greeting her as he taught her how to pinch the darts and how to hit the bullseye accurately.
"Yu, watch me," Aarn said, trying to show off his charm in front of the lovely woman, even though he knew she already had a boyfriend.
He took the dart and threw it at the board in front of him.
Although he didn't hit the red center, he was only a few millimeters away from it.
Yolanda said a few words of praise, but to her surprise, he picked up another dart and handed it to Yolanda, "Do you want to try again?"
Yolanda didn't think twice before she took it, but as soon as she picked up the dart, Aarn stood up behind her and reached out his hand, as if he wanted to teach her how to throw it himself.
As soon as she felt his hand approaching, Yolanda took a step back and was about to say no, when the dart was suddenly withdrawn from her hand.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar figure stepped in front of her and quickly pulled her behind her.
When Yolanda saw who it was, her eyes widened incredulously, "???"
Aaron looked at Aarn coldly, his eyes filled with the warning of being violated, and locked eyes for two seconds before he raised his hand and threw the dart almost just with his afterimage.
There was a snap, as if a sharp gust of wind had grazed his face.
The crowd looked in unison...
There was a new dart in the center of the board, and the one that Aarn had thrown before had been knocked down to the ground with a strong thud.
There was a sudden silence.
Winnie: "......"
Just, a bit of a chill down the back.