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   Chapter 25 The Truth

Love Gets The Best Of Me By Gemma Characters: 8860

Updated: 2020-03-29 00:31


Burke's eyebrows were tightly drawn together. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Nothing," Xavier replied, shaking his head. He wiped the sweat on his face and added, "I'm just afraid that you will be partial because of Amanda."

Burke's expression turned cold at once.

"Haven't you noticed? Every time we talk about her, we end up in a bad mood," Xavier said with a bitter smile. "What's so good about her? Why do you have to defend her like this? Do you really love her that much?"

"It's none of your business," Burke snapped.

He then looked out of the window and didn't say anything more. Xavier snorted lightly, turned his head to the other side, and drank his beer silently.

He didn't expect Burke to answer his question anymore. But a few minutes later, he was surprised when Burke suddenly said,

"Xavier, I don't love Amy."

Xavier turned and looked at Burke in a daze. He wasn't sure if he heard what Burke said correctly.

"Everyone thinks that I love her. Even you and Rose do. But in myself, I clearly know that I don't love her at all," Burke added as he looked straight ahead with an indifferent expression. It was as if he was talking about something ordinary.

The truth was, he tried to love Amanda. But he just couldn't.

He had always been a clear-headed man, and he didn't want to deceive himself.

"Then why do you keep on supporting her? You provide her with food, shelter, and clothing. You even pay for her mother's gambling debts, and you keep on protecting her," Xavier said with a voice full of doubts. He was secretly observing the look on Burke's face.

Burke took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and fumbled for a lighter in the glove compartment. When he couldn't find one, he raised his head and asked Xavier, "Do you have a lighter?"

Xavier took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and flipped its metal cover. A flame was then generated, and he lit the tip of the cigarette that was in between Burke's fingers. From the faint brightness created by the lighter, he saw that Burke's face had turned really cold.

Burke leaned against his seat and took a puff of his cigarette. As the smoke rose before him and filled his eyes, he said,

"Amy saved me before."

"What?" Xavier exclaimed. A trace of disbelief was written all over his face.

"Do you remember the time when I suffered from pneumonia? I went to different hospitals, took all kinds of medicine, and tried almost all possible ways to recover. But ever since I was born, I had been sickly, and my immune system was weak. So it was difficult for me to recover fully. The big and noisy city was not good for me, that's why my father asked the servant to take me to the farm in the countryside. He believed that I could take a proper rest there."

"That was the time when you went to Evergreen Town, right?" Xavier asked. He could vaguely recall such an event in his memory.

Burke nodded. "Yes, that's right. The countryside was good for me as it was quiet there and the air was fresh. But I got so bored. The servant was very strict and wouldn't allow me to go out. I could only take a walk in the small garden and bask in the sun. It made me feel sicker. Sometimes, when I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my pale face, I thought that I wouldn't live long in the world."

Burke looked at the light in his cigarette and continued, "At that time, my world had turned dark, and I was on the verge of giving up."

But one day, Burke discovered a broken wall in the backyard of the house where he lived.

He was walking around when he accidentally found it. The wall was old and not so thick, so it was slightly broken. It wasn't even soundproof. It was only tall enough to block a person's vision in order not to see the other side.

On the other side of the wall was another house. It was said that a family of locals lived there.

One afternoon, Burke took a walk at half-past two under the bright sunlight.

As he got closer to the wall, he heard the sound of the piano coming from the house on the other side of the wall. The melody sounded so pleasing in his ears, and he felt relaxed at once. It was as if he finally found comfort.

Since then, he always asked the servant to prepare a blanket and a chair for him in the backyard. He stayed there and secretly listened to whoever was playing the piano inside the house. Sometimes it was like a lullaby that made

him fall asleep.

There were times that he wondered if the person playing the piano knew that he was listening.

For many days, staying in the backyard and listening to the piano had become his daily routine.

But one day, he fell ill, and he needed to stay in the hospital for four days.

He missed the melodious music so much. So when he was discharged from the hospital, and he heard the music again, he rushed towards the backyard despite the servant's dissuasion.

Burke felt relieved the moment he listened to the music.

"That day, I finally got to know that the person playing the piano was Amy,"

Burke said as he pressed the cigarette butt on his palm to stub it out. His palm turned red at once.

It reminded him of that autumn afternoon twelve years ago. He was under a tall sycamore tree, and his legs were covered by a blanket. He was listening to the sound of the piano as usual when a gust of wind suddenly blew. The tree swayed a little, and one green leaf fell on his face.

The music gradually stopped, and he heard a soft female voice behind the wall.

"Are you there?" she asked.

From then on, Burke and Amy became close friends.

He had never seen her face, but he knew that her name was Amy.

It was a name that had become the only light in his dark world.

Time passed by so quickly. Burke's health gradually recovered. One day, he went out of the house when the servant was not looking at him.

Amy told him that there was a pond outside the house.

And she liked going there to play every time she was free.

He kept it in mind and looked for it based on her description.

"But that afternoon when I got there, something happened that I did not expect. I didn't see Amy, and I fell into the pond. That place was sparsely populated, and only a few people passed by that area. I struggled and tried my best to get out of the water, but I failed until I lost my consciousness."

"Then what happened?" Xavier curiously asked.

"I was unconscious for two days. When I woke up, I was already in the Gu Family's villa. I realized I was still alive. Then the servant told me that the person who saved me was the girl named Amy."

Burke didn't get a chance to go back to the countryside after that accident because his parents sent him to his aunt abroad. He stayed there for one year. When he came back, he could only remember the house and the pond vaguely, but he had not forgotten about Amy.

He tried his best to find her. Since she saved his life, he made a promise to himself that he would give her anything she wanted.

"And you believe that the little help from her deserves that much in return? You've already given her and her mother too much, Burke." Xavier's comment disrupted Burke's train of thoughts and brought him back to reality.

He silently reached out his hand and fumbled for the can of beer inside the shopping bag in the backseat. He opened it and drank up until it was almost half empty.

"Xavier, I want to give her everything. But I realize that I really can't give her my love. I don't want to lie to her and to myself anymore."

For a moment, Xavier didn't know what to say. He only stared at Burke in silence.

After a long time, he tried to break the ice by joking, "Hey, didn't you say you wouldn't drink beer? Why did you drink my share just now? You shouldn't have returned the two cans in the convenience store earlier. And now that you're drunk too, who would drive?"

Burke raised his head and took another gulp of his beer. He then squinted at Xavier and asked, "Don't you know that the drivers in the Gu Group are always on call?"

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You are such a capitalist. You are exploiting the flesh and the blood of your people!" Xavier retorted, shaking his head.

"Thank you," Burke said sarcastically. He smiled faintly and added, "It's none of your business, okay?"

But when he felt that the alcohol had spread in his stomach, the smile on his face quickly disappeared. He then stared at his bandaged hand with lonely and misty eyes.

"Rose and I signed a contract before we got married," he said softly.

His voice was so low that Xavier almost couldn't hear it clearly.

"What?" he asked.

"I said my relationship with Rose is just a contract," Burke replied.

Xavier subconsciously squeezed the can hard in his hand. Half of the beer came out and wetted his feet and the car carpet.

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