Chapter 375 Sexual Orientation Issue


    Vincent White was staring straight, but Julian felt that he was sharp and mncholy.


    "Do you hate me?" Julian asked in a low and sad voice, with even a sense of despair.


    Vincent looked at Julian indifferently as if he looked through him. Vincent was cold-hearted and calm,


    not even giving Julian a nce at all.


    "You''ve fallen for Le," Julian said faintly as he picked up the coffee, with his hand trembling. "Vincent,


    I lost! I thought that as long as you''re not in love with Le, with some effort, I could definitely stimte


    your potential and let you know that we are the most suitable being together. But I was too forceful!


    There''s no problem with your sexual orientation."


    "I''ve told you I''m normal!" Vincent was gloomy, and his tone was cold. No normal man would be


    ebullient for an abnormal man missing him.


    "I lost! The call and kidnapping were indeed my doing! Le is smart, and she had found it out!" Julian


    said faintly, "There won''t be a next time!"


    Vincent scowled at Julian, staring at him as if to find out the truth.


    Julian looked at him without evading his eyes and said, "I choose to let go! Can I leave now?"


    Vincent didn''t respond but just staring at Julian icily.


    "What else do you want? Can''t give up on me?" Julian raised his brow.


    "Julian, if this happens again, all the gay ones in the world wille to you!" Vincent''s cold words were


    breaking Julian''s heart. Looking at that handsome face that he had missed for so many years, looking


    at that threatening dark eyes of his and looking at that stern look of his, Julian curled his lips suddenly.


    His smile was faint, and his soft voice was sorrowful.


    "You''ve finally found my weak spot. Don''t worry. It won''t happen again. I want to have a peaceful life! I


    can''t bear it when all the gay ones in the world areing to me at one go!" Julian looked squarely at


    Vincent and said nkly, "Bless you, Vincent!"


    …


    At the vi.


    Le came downstairs and saw Charles, who just entered the house. He seemed to have stayed out all


    night. She was unsure if Macey had looked for him and where he stayedst night?


    She was baffled and wanted to go back to her room, not wanting to greet him. But Charles called out to


    her, "Am I not wee here?"


    Le turned around, giving him a faint look. She didn''t respond and did not want to say anything. She


    was about to go upstairs but being called by him again.


    "I have something good. Do you want to see?"


    Le ignored him, "But this has something to do with your husband!"


    Le paused for a moment and turned back, "If you have something to say, just speak it!"


    "Do you sure you can bear it?" Charles gazed sharply at Le.


    "Don''t be mysterious!" Le walked downstairs. "Bring it out for whatever you have!"


    Charles nodded and took out a photo from his arms.


    "Look!"


    Le was stunned when the photo was handed to her. She was struck dumb as it was a picture of


    Vincent kissing Julian.


    Yes!


    It was a picture of Vincent holding Julian''s head and kissed him. And Vincent was the one who took the


    initiative. Gosh! And he kissed on his lips! Le quivered as she was really taken aback by it!


    Instantly, she was lost in thought, and her face was pale!


    Could it be that this was the reason Julian kidnapped her? Could it be that Vincent and him? She dared


    not to think about it anymore!


    "Are you okay?" Charles asked with a smile, "Scared, right?"


    Le came to her senses and grunted coldly, seeing the gloating look on Charles''s face. "Tell me,


    what''s your intention?"


    "I didn''t mean anything! I''m just reminding you that Vincent might be gay!" Charles shrugged.


    "He''s not!" Le roared, taking the photo upstairs. In fact, she was shocked and scared. How could


    Vincent be gay? She couldn''t believe it! Absolutely not!


    "The photo is mine! But I''ll just give it to you then!" Charles added, "Don''t be too sad!"


    Le walked back to her room at a heavy pace and shut herself in her room. She could no longer calm


    down to hide her negative emotions. She sat on the chair helplessly, covering her face and closing her


    eyes, feeling broken-hearted.


    This picture had gone over the top! Was Vincent serious about it?


    She dared not to think about it anymore! She put the photo into her bag, not thinking about it. This was


    absolutely impossible. But thinking of every time Vincent met Julian, she felt something wrong. But she


    couldn''t tell it!


    Was it really unusual between them?


    Then…


    Ugh!


    It was so disgusting!


    Did they do it? With Vincent on top? Who was top, and who was bottom?


    Ugh!


    Le pped her head, feeling that she had overthought it. How could the scenes of Vincent and Julian


    rolling around in bed sh in her mind?


    However, Le entered her room and never came out. Owen had already gone out with Miyamoto,


    despite knowing each other for just one day only. And so, the vi was quiet.


    Theplete silence was unsettling and irritating. Le knew that everything was the fault of this


    picture. She really wanted to call Vincent immediately, but she chose to believe in Vincent.


    Finally, in the evening, some staggering footsteps sounded.


    The door was opened, and a ray of light came through the open gap, shining on the tall figure.


    The lights were turned on with a snap!


    Vincent saw Le sitting on the sofa in a daze, "What''s wrong? Why didn''t you turn on the lights?"


    Le came to her senses and stood up immediately as he saw Vincent. She was nervous and rmed,


    forcing herself to be calm. Her voice was trembling, "You... you''re back?"


    "Yeah. Eira said that you''ve been in your room for the whole afternoon!" Vincent looked at Le with


    suspicion.


    "Yeah! Yeah!" Le nodded and changed the topic, "Have you eaten yet? Shall we go down?"


    Le spoke as she was about to leave.


    Her hand had just gripped the door handle when someone grabbed her arm from the back. She was


    frightened and flung his hand away as if she disliked him for being nasty. Vincent was stung by her


    action, and he looked at her sharply. He pulled her back and pressed her onto the sofa. Vincent stared


    at her from above, "Tell me, what''s wrong with you?"


    Le was stunned, huddling up and shaking her head. But she resisted his touch instinctively, "No.


    Nothing! Let''s go down to eat!"


    "Le!" Vincent gritted his teeth and called out to her.


    Le trembled as she heard him yelling. She raised her head slowly to look at him. She noticed that he


    was in a rage.


    Their eyes met, but none of them spoke.


    "Alright." Le regained herposure, "Vincent, about the button, did you check it out?"


    Vincent was baffled and frowned, "Don''t ask it again. I''ll find out!"


    "Then let''s get down to eat. I''m starving!" Le didn''t want to be with him alone in the room. She


    wanted to get down as soon as possible.


    Vincent was doubtful, looking at her, but he said nothing and nodded, "Let''s go!"


    During dinner, Le sat at the dining table with just the two of them. Charles had gone out while Owen


    seemed to have a pleasant time with Miyamoto and hadn''t back yet.


    "Are you spaced out?" Vincent''s voice sounded at the dining table.


    Le was panic, and her chopsticks fell onto the ground.


    "No. Nothing!"


    She tried to calm herself down when picking the chopsticks. Vincent would have noticed it if she acted


    like this. She picked it up and went to the kitchen to grab another pair of chopsticks. Then she gave a


    stiff smile, "The dish is delicious. Have more of it!"


    She went to grab herself the chopsticks so that nobody noticed her bitterness.


    "You''ve something on your mind, don’t you?" Vincent frowned.


    "Nope!" Le turned around and said faintly.


    Vincent was gloomy and said nothing. He went upstairs alone after dinner.


    Le walked past the study and saw Vincent smoking silently at the window. His posture was charming,


    while his cold and distant look was so unpredictable.


    At the moment, Le was so confused that she could barely speak. Was Vincent really gay?


    She didn''t want to look into it. She was afraid that the answer would be terrible and uneptable for


    her.


    Late at night, she was lying in bed until the door was opened and closed. He took off his clothes and


    went for a shower. Hearing the rushing water sound in the bathroom, Le was scared! And she was


    highly anxious!


    After a while, the water sound had stopped. He walked out and dried himself. Then heid on her side!


    He embraced her from behind, and Le closed her eyes instinctively. She could feel his warm breaths


    at her ear, with his sturdy chest pressing on her. She pretended to be asleep.


    No!


    No way!


    She was stiffened as she felt his growing desire.


    He turned her around, and his massive body pressed on her. Her heart was beating fast as she met his


    deep dark eyes, "I''m tired!"


    Her words quenched his desire!


    Vincent rolled over on the bed, gasping and turned his back to her. He gave her the cold shoulder the


    whole night, and they slept far apart.


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    A gulf seemed to have divided the two of them. Le was afraid of having sex with him!


    A woman''s heart was always so fragile. Le was unable to sleep and not dared to turn over. At the


    same time, the man beside her hadn''t sleep yet as he seemed to be still angry.


    Le thought in her mind, "Go to sleep. Go to sleep! It''s just a dream!"


    Not long after, Le finally felt sleepy in the wee hours!


    When she was about to fall asleep, she felt him at her side as well as his warm body. Her heart couldn''t


    help but start pounding.