CHAPTER 43: I AM NOT YOUR TYPE

It was time for sunset. The setting sun dyed the sea golden. Even though the scenery was beautiful, she was not in the mood for enjoying it. She just wanted to go back and stay away from this dangerous man.

“It seems that we have to spend the night on the island tonight.” Alan's voice drifted from behind.

Olive Looked back, glaring at him with anger. "You did it on purpose, did not you? "

Alan didn’t say no.

Olive turned around and faced him. "What exactly do you want from me? My body? I believe there are so many beautiful women who are willing to throw themselves to you. So you do not have to put your time and energy on me. I am not your type."

The sea breeze was blowing his handsome face, which made him blurred. His voice was deep, confused and so close but also seemed so far away. " I also want to know what on you are always so attractive for me. I really do not know... It has been five years, you are the first woman to give me such a strong feeling, girl... "

He looked into her eyes. These eyes were so serious and so fervent, as the lotus blossoming in the summer night.

Olive almost got stuck in his eyes. “Girl” made her heart flutter. And her tears were about to fall down. But there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands dragging her mind.

What a coward she was. She wanted to love him, but she also dared not to love. She was afraid to take even a small step toward him.

“Are you done? Now call the ship. I am not interested in you rich people’s trick to amuse women.” She impatiently interrupted him with a cold face.

Alan was disappointed. He could only see her hatred to a playboy through her frown. Olive, are you good at hiding your feeling or my intuition is wrong?

As the sky darkened, Olive impatiently walked on the beach. Wherever she went, she maintained a safe distance of several meters from him. Têxt belongs to .

She didn’t know whether her phone was broken in the hotel or the signal was weak on the island. She couldn’t dial a number. He just did not take the phone with him. She was sure that he did it on purpose.

She was not afraid she would be stuck on the island. Alan planned it, so there must be someone to pick them up. But on this barren island, single man and woman spent the night together, which made atmosphere weird.

Alan lay himself casually on the beach with his hands folded behind his head. "Don’t walk around, I feel dizzy. In fact, it is not that bad to spend the night here. We can watch the stars at night, listen to the sound of the waves and see the sunrise in the morning.”

Sunrise...

He always remembered that in those dark days, she had been leaning on his chest and comforting him. "When your eyes are better, I will take you to see the sunrise on Fairy Mountain. I heard that a meter of sunshine can be seen there. Tale said that someone who see a meter of sunshine will be blessed by gods there. And they will have the most perfect love on earth. "

He kissed her on her hair and laughed. "Did you not believe the gods? Why you believe it now?"

She softly hit him. "You are such a wood, know nothing about romance."

He grabbed her hands and kissed her lips. "My romance is to look at you every day and be with you all my life. "

Then he regained his sight, but she did not fulfill her promise. He had climbed the top of the Fairy Mountain more than once and saw the sunrise alone, but he had not seen a meter of sunshine.

After all, she lied to him.

Liar.

But what did she take from him? She did not want money or power. In fact, she didn’t take anything from him, except his heart.

He still do not understand what woman's heart was made of.

Olive slightly snorted. "I really don’t know that Mr. Hoyle has such a good aesthetic mood. And not afraid of catching a cold because of the cold wind. "

Alan turned his head and looked at her. “You girls are too weak to protect yourselves against the wind. I do not mind if you want my embrace to keep you warm. It’s free.”

“I am afraid that I will pay for it.” Olive tries to keep her mind clear and resisted the temptation to embrace. In fact, she wants to hug him, too.

The stars in the sky twinkled more clearly with the night coming, like some gems hanging there.

It was dark. And the leaves rustled in the wind, like the sound of insects gnawing the leaves. Cold air gradually got in their skin, almost straight in to their heart.

Olive was tired of walking back and forth, sat on the beach and held her legs tight. It was not true she said she was not afraid of darkness.

Annie was so young but liked to watch the animal world, especially pythons. That was a kind of cold cold-blooded animal. Olive accompanied her daughter to watch a few episodes, remembered that there

was a kind of python called anaconda, which was often into the marsh or the islands, had a long body and unlimited strength and could wrap preys to death, and then swallow them.

Thinking about it, she got goose bumps.

“Alan...”

“Well?”

“Is there a snake or something on this island?”

He smiled softly. "Are you afraid? "

Olive didn’t answer him.

Of course, she was afraid but she didn’t want to admit it in front of him.

Suddenly she felt that there was something climbing her body, which made her flesh creep, hands and legs waving and scream.

“Don’t be afraid, it is me.” He held her in his arms skillfully as if he had done it a thousand times.

Olive patted her chest to calm down and hit him on the shoulder. "You are so quiet, do you want to frighten me to death?”

“I thought you are fearless, but I did not think you would be so panic for this.” His expression could not be seen in the dark, but it could be heard from his words that he was satisfied by her fear.

“Childish.” Olive said and wanted to push him away, but he held her tighter.

“Do not move. Just give me a second. Just a second.” His voice was a little confused and husky, seemed to be pleading.

Olive’s heart was softened. She stiffly leaned her body against his arms.