Chapter 1586


    "You don''t think anything is wrong with my ways?" Leah was a little surprised. She didn''t seem to


    believe Ernest''s words, there was doubt in his tone. "You''re a righteous man but you''re not going to


    question what I just said?"


    "There''s nothing questionable about it, it''s good logic. If a man broke his promise, he should be


    punished ordingly. But I hope you''ll never meet such irresponsible men in the future."


    Leah understood him in the dark, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards, revealing a proud


    smile. "Since you said that, I''m assuming you''re one of the responsible men out there?"


    Ernest nodded and said softly, "Yes, I''m a very responsible person. I want to live the best life I can


    have, so that''s why I''m being cautious and passive."


    Leah suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She yanked the nkets and turned around to face Ernest.


    Even though they couldn''t see each other in the dark, she was still a little nervous. She said slowly,


    "Ernest."


    Upon hearing Leah''s voice, Ernest was enchanted.


    His entire body went stiff as she faced him. Her voice was painfully seductive.


    A sharp light shed through Ernest''s eyes. He felt a blow of hot breath pressing against him.


    He almost couldn''t hold back his urge to hug Leah.


    Leah took a deep breath and said, "That''s why I feel like marriage is a contract. Both parties should


    be ountable for their responsibilities, only then can such a person be deemed as someone


    responsible.


    My father isn''t a real man, that''s why he was struck with an illness. But the illness isn''t what''s


    important to him, no, the loss of his pleasure is. Now that God has taken away his pleasure, he''s left


    with torture, mental and physical torture that holds him back from the tastes he would have been


    getting.


    Heaven is fair, it punishes people ordingly so that each of us has equality. Would it be too much


    if I said all that to him?"


    Ernest smiled helplessly. He thought she was about to say something else, but she ended up saying


    so much for the sake of condemning her father.


    "Did he treat you horribly?" asked Ernest softly.


    "The way he treated me was neither good nor bad, but at least I didn''t starve to death. From ten to


    eighteen years old, and even up till college and university, I was the one who had to raise myself.


    His illness cost me half of the money I earned from the rights of my books, and as for the other half,


    I didn''t want to spend it on him. I intend to buy a ce for myself." Leah smiled. "But I''m conflicted


    now that he has to stay in the hospital for a while longer. Even though I''veined about him


    non-stop, I have to continue paying for his treatment. I want to prolong his suffering."


    This silly girl.


    The way she talked about him proved she hadplicated feeling for her father.


    "You still love him." Ernest said, "He''s your father after all. There''s nothing wrong with you paying for


    his medical bills. You''re worried about him but you''re also angry at him. You''re feeling conflicted


    now, but I know even after saying all these things, you will still continue to help him with his


    treatment."


    Leah stuck her tongue out in the dark, feeling a little embarrassed.


    He had seen through her thoughts.


    She didn''t deny it, and spoke no further.


    "You''ve done the best that you could. Not everyone can do what you''ve done." Ernest said


    sincerely.


    Leah sighed, "I don''t know if what I''m doing is right. Either way, I have a clear conscience.


    Compared to what he did to me, what I''ve done for him was extremely benevolent and selfless. I


    don''t feel sad seeing him ill, only regret and hatred. Seeing him in pain, I hope his life wille to a


    stop. But then I think about what he''s done in the past, and I pity him. No, he has to suffer. I hope


    that he will repent, even though I know there''s a slim possibility that it''ll ever happen."


    "Do what your heart tells you," said Ernest. "I know you''ll be able to keep a clear conscience, that''s


    the best decision you can make."


    They talked for a long, long time, as if they were letting out the thoughts that were gnawing at their


    minds.


    After some time had passed, they stopped talking and were ready to fall asleep.


    Leah slept soundly, but she was clueless as she rolled to Ernest''s side, even snuggling into his


    arms.


    Ernest felt her scent waft into his nose in the middle of her night. Her soft body leaned against his,


    and he felt his blood rushing at the contact.


    His drowsiness had been driven away, and he was now sweating profusely.


    In the dark, he looked down to see her petite


    outline.


    He breathed in her faint scent, and he could only describe it as clear and enticing.


    There was nothing he could do, and he desperately wanted to take a cold shower


    However, Leah was clinging to him tightly, he couldn''t move a muscle.


    Leah had one leg over his waist, and her other leg was secured onto him.


    The position felt a little too intimate.


    The veins on Ernest''s forehead were throbbed. He was on the verge of copsing when Leah


    muttered, "Haha, we''re hugging."


    Ernest was shocked. He thought Leah was awake, but when he looked down, he found Leah


    breathing evenly.


    She was asleep, so she must have been dreaming.


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    "We''re hugging"?


    Who was she hugging?


    Was she hugging him in her dreams?


    "Could she be dreaming of me?" he thought wishfully.


    If she was having such a dream, Ernest only hoped he was the one that was appearing in it.


    This girl had been tormenting him the entire night, and it was only until dawn when he finally


    received some shut eye.


    It was terrible enough that Leah appeared in his dreams, and it got even worse when it was


    projected in full rity. It was like he saw every part of Leah.


    Ernest''s heart acted out rashly as if had lost all control.


    Then, he was awakened by the cold temperature.


    Upon opening his eyes, Ernest immediately detected a problem with his body. It was an experience


    any adolescent boy would undoubtedly be familiar with.


    He was faced with a physical hindrance. He lowered his head to look at himself and felt a wave of


    awkwardness setting in. If he wanted to make it seem like nothing happened, he had to change his


    clothes.


    But who would have thought Leah would be roused awake just from a single movement from his


    body?


    Ernest flushed red.


    Leah woke up and rubbed her eyes. He looked at Ernest and asked, "Why is your face so red in the


    early morning?"


    Ernest was frozen in ce, but his face turned


    shades redder.


    Leah rubbed her eyes and asked in surprise, "Ernest, did you catch a cold because of me? How


    else would your face get so red?"


    Leah got up and ced a palm on Ernest''s forehead. His face was burning hot. Leah cried, "Oh my,


    you''re heating up! What happened? Did I really infect you with my cold? I''m sorry, I''m so sorry."


    Leah hurriedly apologized.


    Ernest was even more embarrassed. He was slightly bent over, signaling part of his body to prevent


    himself from standing straight. He didn''t want Leah to catch him in his awkward predicament, so he


    quickly brushed it off, "I''m fine, it''s not a cold."


    "Then why is your face so red if it isn''t a cold?" Leah asked in surprise.


    "I told you, it''s not a cold," Ernest reiterated. "I''m going to the bathroom."


    Then, as if escaping, he fled to the bathroom. The strange thing was, he took his clothes with him.


    Leah watched him leave, puzzled.


    Ernest was washing his underwear when Leah watched him with a confused look. Then, a thought


    popped into her head and she asked, "Hey, Ernest, did you have some kind of dream?"


    Ernest was stiff all over, there was nothing he could say.


    Leah blinked and looked at him with a dubious smile. "I see what''s happening. You had the type of


    dreams young men like you often have. Your clothes were dirty when you woke up. Is that what this


    is?"


    How could a girl ask such a direct question?


    Ernest was weak against Leah''s words and blushed.


    Why was Leah always asking all sorts of questions


    Ernest looked at the girl in front of him and sighed internally. "How can you ask so


    straightforwardly?"


    "Because I''m curious. I don''t think there''s much for me toment on. Since you''re stuck in this


    situation, why don''t you tell me what''s going on? Come on, tell me about it, Mr. Jones." Leah''s


    posture suggested that she was ready to listen to whatever Ernest would say.


    Ernest was speechless and incredibly embarrassed.


    Leah was probably the only girl in his entire life who could render him this flustered.


    She never yed by the rules.


    "Come on, let''s talk about it. The more we discuss it the merrier it''ll be."


    "Shut up. Stop talking." Ernestmanded her fiercely for a long while.